[ Naoto's voice is pretty much incapable of forming words at this point. He opens his mouth and it could be the start of a word or a sentence— he gets as far as Sion— before it just turns into noises.

At least the noises convey a lot on their own, as do gestures— He holds Sion's hand very tightly, and since his face is right there, uses his free hand to tug Sion down close enough to kiss. Kissing says so much more than words anyway. ]