He lets out a shaky breath, curls his hand before rapping his knuckles on
the chessboard. "Right," he says, interpreting her shock, her silence as
disapproval. She has a right to know, but she has a right to be alone now
as wel. He knows it's invasive, and he tries very hard not to invade her
privacy but he can't help that he can feel what she's feeling.
It's that worry over her that makes something inside him reach out again,
to soothe the worry before it can spike too fast. He isn't quite aware he's
doing it, and it's undirected, a small patch over whatever's bubbling up.
"I can leave," he starts, already moving to turn away.
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Date: 2016-04-21 08:11 am (UTC)He lets out a shaky breath, curls his hand before rapping his knuckles on the chessboard. "Right," he says, interpreting her shock, her silence as disapproval. She has a right to know, but she has a right to be alone now as wel. He knows it's invasive, and he tries very hard not to invade her privacy but he can't help that he can feel what she's feeling.
It's that worry over her that makes something inside him reach out again, to soothe the worry before it can spike too fast. He isn't quite aware he's doing it, and it's undirected, a small patch over whatever's bubbling up.
"I can leave," he starts, already moving to turn away.