Blade is a complicated person, you can't deny that, but even with that you just can't let go of him, you care about him, and you know he appreciates it, he just can't bring himself to tell you.

As you placed your hand on his, Blade looked at you with his sharp eyes, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't bring the words out, so he just rested his head on your shoulder and gave your hand a firm squeeze.

"...Why?" He asked, looking away, almost lost in his own thoughts. "Why do you...like me?"