[Jirou and that intuition of his scare Gilbert from time to time. How could he tell!?]
You are.
[He feels like answering this wasn't really necessary as Jirou probably knew that already. Now, he's looking at the brush in his hand, but puts it away after a little while.]
I prefer doing it this way...
[Combing Jirou's hair with his fingers aren't going to get them anywhere, but he'll do it properly later.]
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You are.
[He feels like answering this wasn't really necessary as Jirou probably knew that already. Now, he's looking at the brush in his hand, but puts it away after a little while.]
I prefer doing it this way...
[Combing Jirou's hair with his fingers aren't going to get them anywhere, but he'll do it properly later.]
I'm a bit lost because of that.