[He knows he's being challenged, in a sense, but he wants to be close and calm and quiet like this, to melt gently in someone else's warmth. Maybe he can blame the potion later, but for now, he doesn't back away in the least. He tilts his head to bring things even more dangerously close. Their lips still don't meet, but that's because he needs to say something.]
I think you're one of the most beautiful people I've ever met.
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I think you're one of the most beautiful people I've ever met.