[ listen, he's not making a sour face!! but the conditions under which he'd mentioned this before weren't exactly... ideal, so after much deliberation, he decides to mention it again, extending his hand forward. ]

Here, give me your hand.

[ he takes hijikata's hand, pressing it against his own chest, and while he's not human in any way, they still function like humans to an extent — such as when they get embarrassed, their heart rates increase a whole lot, you know! little things like that... which is what he's trying to show him. ]

Every time I've really liked someone, or I've thought that maybe, this person isn't so bad after all... I don't need to go into detail, do I? You saw what happened to them. [ he's talking about the mirrors, but he presses on, with constant gaps of hesitation between his words, because this is hard for him to say, ok!! ]

And, well... I like you more even more than I liked those people, and I loved those people with everything that I had.

[ and then he lifts his head to meet his gaze, searching his eyes for an answer. ] It's scary, like — if you keep saying things that make me do this, what if I kill you, too?