[yusuke continues painting, holding ren's arm aloft at the elbow while he paints the back of ren's other shoulder, so that he can keep it at the angle he wants]

I understand what you are saying, but I must contest the idea that you are only worthy of love and care when you are feeling well. Even in times of turmoil, you are still good. You still deserve to be cherished.

[perhaps to emphasize his point, yusuke removes his brush and reaches up to pet the nape of ren's neck gently.]