dextera actually blushes at this, surprising himself with the force of his own embarrassment—his ears burn even over the toasty heat of his skin from soaking in the water, but he doesn’t let go of guren’s hand or reject him in any way.
he even laces their fingers together, although he avoids guren’s fond gaze now. ]
I... I guess it is. [ he’d said it without thinking, but now... he wants this. ] Thank you.
[ what kind of idiot says thank you at a time like this... ]
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dextera actually blushes at this, surprising himself with the force of his own embarrassment—his ears burn even over the toasty heat of his skin from soaking in the water, but he doesn’t let go of guren’s hand or reject him in any way.
he even laces their fingers together, although he avoids guren’s fond gaze now. ]
I... I guess it is. [ he’d said it without thinking, but now... he wants this. ] Thank you.
[ what kind of idiot says thank you at a time like this... ]