Manabu-- [Kazuma follows the retreat of his arm by reaching out to him again, his own arm going round his waist. An attempt to keep him close, to keep him from pulling back too far.] I know. I don't worry about you doing any of that on purpose.

[And for good measure, he follows up the reassurance with a peck on his cheek.] I don't mind a bit of static. I'm a little fond of the spark.