[ Once again, Guren is caught off guard, and this time, he’s misunderstood in such a way that it’s a little like being caught with his hand in the cookie jar. What had been a simple motion, a desire, a way to keep him close without pulling at him, had gone a little too far. Both hands freeze in place. ]
Sorry. Is it bugging you? [ He looks calm as he asks that, but he’s in a little bit of an inward panic. Now he’s wondering how much he’s imagined or what he was thinking to slip and show so much like that. He pulls his hand away from Dextera’s side and lifts it between them, as if in surrender. ]
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Sorry. Is it bugging you? [ He looks calm as he asks that, but he’s in a little bit of an inward panic. Now he’s wondering how much he’s imagined or what he was thinking to slip and show so much like that. He pulls his hand away from Dextera’s side and lifts it between them, as if in surrender. ]
I wasn’t thinking. [ Just feeling, really... ]