[For some reason it's a little hard to breathe. The reaction isn't the easiest to read but... something dances on the edge of his senses. An opportunity. A moment. It could be great-- or it could go to shit but...
He'll take the consequences either way. He swallows hard and looks away himself, absently palming Wado's hilt, rubbing his thumb restlessly against the pommel.
Quietly, his own face heating he says:]
Yeah.
[the only time he was going to admit it. Take it and be satisfied. Then... since he was already started in that direction]
I want to touch you.
[it was almost exhilarating to say it out loud, but the kind where you weren't sure if you'd meet the blade or it would cut you. Either way was fine. He'd dealt with wounds before]
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He'll take the consequences either way. He swallows hard and looks away himself, absently palming Wado's hilt, rubbing his thumb restlessly against the pommel.
Quietly, his own face heating he says:]
Yeah.
[the only time he was going to admit it. Take it and be satisfied. Then... since he was already started in that direction]
I want to touch you.
[it was almost exhilarating to say it out loud, but the kind where you weren't sure if you'd meet the blade or it would cut you. Either way was fine. He'd dealt with wounds before]