[That's...actually good to know, if Linhardt's being honest. He'd honestly been convinced that he screwed everything up and put his curiosity over basic decency, and it actually helps Linhardt ease just a bit. Maybe getting that much cleared up will be enough.

But of course it isn't, because Hubert asks him the question that Linhardt's only truly narrowed down the answer to in recent times. It is a little unfair, really, but...well, was Linhardt being fair either, when he kissed Hubert? He...]

...I was quite confused, as this experiment went on. [It's not an easy admittance.] I understand that certain actions that we performed could have certain effects on the both of us, but the more time went on, the more I wound up puzzled by what was happening to me. It felt as if I understood less and less as time went on, and...

[Linhardt rubs the back of his head a bit, glancing away from Hubert and...]

I thought that I would gain a greater understanding, through doing so, of...how I felt. [...] But I suppose that the simplest answer of all, is that I wanted to kiss you. Because I thought it would be nice to do so, and at the time...it felt right.

In the end, it...truly, it made me even more confused.

[...this dumb motherfucker still hasn't realized it.]