( Shealtiel mumbles that, but it's clear from his pouting tone that he's very aware of what's so funny, and he doesn't expect an answer. Instead, he squeezes his hands in his hold, though he's careful not to do so too tight, and allows her to laugh it out.
It's nice, after all. The sound, the feeling. It's like their surroundings disappear, and for a moment it's all he focuses on. Maybe... this is what he can do? Is it supportive? Is it helpful? He's anxiously doubting himself, but it's a distant buzz compared to this more relaxed hug.
...It's a pretty long hug. But he doesn't want to end it himself, either... )
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( Shealtiel mumbles that, but it's clear from his pouting tone that he's very aware of what's so funny, and he doesn't expect an answer. Instead, he squeezes his hands in his hold, though he's careful not to do so too tight, and allows her to laugh it out.
It's nice, after all. The sound, the feeling. It's like their surroundings disappear, and for a moment it's all he focuses on. Maybe... this is what he can do? Is it supportive? Is it helpful? He's anxiously doubting himself, but it's a distant buzz compared to this more relaxed hug.
...It's a pretty long hug. But he doesn't want to end it himself, either... )
I knew I'd be able to get through to you here.