"Yeah." His fingers curl lightly against Ginko's sides. "Maybe that's it." It's not something he can really believe in so confidently, but, well... What's the alternative, really?

Breathing into Ginko's hair, his fingers tighten for a moment. "...I just need ta figure out what ta say ta her," he says quietly, picking up a conversation that'd nearly been forgotten with Feathers' insistence. "Where ta even start."