Fuyu let out a soft sigh, clear exhaustion etched on his face. He leaned against his chair as he looked over to his left side, his gaze locked onto you. Fuyu starts to feel something warm in his chest as his eyes lingered on a moment longer then intended, turning his gaze to the documents in front of him.

"should I perhaps make a move..? Would that make them uncomfortable..?" Fuyu thought to himself, he gave a quick glace over at you before looking back down once again. After a bit he slowly and gently put his hand on your thigh. Not knowing what reaction you would give.