'The person I got it for.' Dustin's eyes darted away, but he found himself smiling a second later. His eyes slid closed and he let out a soft sigh. He dropped a hand instinctively onto his tattoo where he felt a burn. His head must be totally lost if he felt heat centered on the sun, but also, a warmth growing inside his chest. "...What a beautiful reason. I'm glad you told me. Well, again." He shook his head against an image that popped into his mind. Two younger arms close with their finger interlaced and still fresh tattoos touching. Dustin sneaked his hand out and slipped his into Lee's to mimic the memory. "How come my sun feels warm whenever I think of you?" he whispered.