Not as such, no. Admittedly, he hasn't said those words yet either. Not and really meant them anyway, in any way that would traditional go with more formal declarations of love.
On the other hand, maybe he doesn't need to. Not when he has, in one way or another, been saying it ever since they decided to see what the Source Blood would make of them. And if it hasn't ever really come in words, maybe it doesn't need to, when his actions have often spoken it just as loudly. And yes, one day he does want to hear her say those words, if only to have that much besides, but he knows it's not going to be something she gives easily.
(Which, to be honest, is part of thrill of it, for him.)
For now, however, he simply makes the most of the moment; of the fact that she's taken a side beside him without any further nudging on his end, and if he too has noticed the way she's sitting closer than she strictly needs to he certainly doesn't mind. Nor is he likely to mention it. This moment is theirs and he doesn't mean to share it with so much as another living soul.
He addresses none of this, of course, nor the fact that they probably should work out what might have changed in their relationship. Instead, he lets his eyes flicker briefly over what they've brought with them (not very much compared to the size of the room, though they probably could fetch things out their respective suitcases) and then returns his attention to her as a slow smirk spreads across his face.
"Was there anything in particular you had in mind?"
He might be thinking along the lines of the sort of thing he'd suggested during their flight, but neither is he going to push that particular line too hard, in light of her earlier comments on that front.
no subject
On the other hand, maybe he doesn't need to. Not when he has, in one way or another, been saying it ever since they decided to see what the Source Blood would make of them. And if it hasn't ever really come in words, maybe it doesn't need to, when his actions have often spoken it just as loudly. And yes, one day he does want to hear her say those words, if only to have that much besides, but he knows it's not going to be something she gives easily.
(Which, to be honest, is part of thrill of it, for him.)
For now, however, he simply makes the most of the moment; of the fact that she's taken a side beside him without any further nudging on his end, and if he too has noticed the way she's sitting closer than she strictly needs to he certainly doesn't mind. Nor is he likely to mention it. This moment is theirs and he doesn't mean to share it with so much as another living soul.
He addresses none of this, of course, nor the fact that they probably should work out what might have changed in their relationship. Instead, he lets his eyes flicker briefly over what they've brought with them (not very much compared to the size of the room, though they probably could fetch things out their respective suitcases) and then returns his attention to her as a slow smirk spreads across his face.
"Was there anything in particular you had in mind?"
He might be thinking along the lines of the sort of thing he'd suggested during their flight, but neither is he going to push that particular line too hard, in light of her earlier comments on that front.