[ the little poke makes him want to laugh a little bit, gently amused, but he refrains just because he can tell this matters so much to siffrin. when the fingers rest over his palm, yves takes the initiative of gently letting his fingers curl over siffrin's. just a comfortable little hold, free to be escaped from at any moment if deemed unwelcome, but secure enough that makes yves' own confidence clear. ]

I'm pretty sure we were born with two hands for the explicit purpose of being able to multi-task in times like this.

[ so he'll wiggle the fingers on his other hand freely ]

And even if we have to let go, I can just reach for you again.