[He would be sincerely surprised if Daan got anywhere close to the amount of things he's done with his hands. Daan, after all, is a doctor, isn't he? He's here to save others.]

[When has he ever saved anyone?]

I couldn't be changed even if I tried.

[As if to emphasize that. There's no going back for him. The fingers on his hand make him still for a second.]

[His eyes flicker towards those trembling lips.]

There's still hope for you, yet. If anything, I'll...do everything I can for that. For that singular hope.

[He can't help himself - he leans up to kiss him, gently, feeling a tremble start in his own hand.]