[His jaw feels stuck shut, despite her question, and his arms tighten just enough around her to be felt. He doesn't know how to say he doesn't mind, but he doesn't want her to leave. He deliberates for a while, wobbling his head a little in an uncertain gesture-- it's not a nod, but it's not shaking his head no, either. Eventually, he just plants his face against her shoulder, exhaling.]
If you want, [It's muffled, but it's something. How is he so bad a designating his own wants, goddamn.]
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Date: 2023-05-11 02:29 pm (UTC)If you want, [It's muffled, but it's something. How is he so bad a designating his own wants, goddamn.]