"Hmm, I see." After neatly setting aside his shirt, Ky takes a seat next to Potemkin on the edge of the bed. He's still wearing his trousers as well, though he's sure that won't last for too long. He looks down at the taller man, expression contemplative. "As long as you feel all right. I don't wish to make you uncomfortable."

The blond reaches out to stroke Potemkin's neck. "You'll let me know, won't you?"