[ fighting back his urge to touch the tingling sensation leftover from Matoba's touch, Natsume fidgets and toys with the edge of his sleeves instead. he's not used to physical contact in general, much less affectionate ones. he can remember some hugs and a couple of pats on the head vaguely, but it was never this gentle and... heartfelt ]

Thank you. [ how many times have he said words of gratitude again? Natsume couldn't remember, but he couldn't help himself. it just kept tumbling out of his mouth, unable to contain it within himself ] I... I've never felt so safe and comfortable in my life. And to be able to learn without worrying about what's outside the window, or not be worried about wondering if I'm talking to a human or not. [ he never expected such a life would come. Natsume looks down at his hands still toying with his sleeves ] Everyone's so kind to me... I'm never hungry and I'm always warm. [ he looks back up at Matoba, a large smile and sincerity shining through ]

I'm so happy. Thank you so much, Matoba-san. I'm so glad to have met you.