You know, Syaoran-kun~ A mother doesn't stop worrying just because their child is old enough to take care of themselves.

[He shifts, just a little, moving so he can hold onto the younger boy more comfortably. The embrace is warm, comforting, his chin coming to rest on the top of Syaoran's head before he presses a kiss into his hair.]

You're my child now, Syaoran. No matter how old you become, I promise, I will always be there to look after you.

[And then, more quietly.] I do love you very much, after all.