[He's still in a state of high enough alert that the second and third kisses are just the oddest experience. For an instant he's stiff against them, uncertain, but he's too confused to really commit to the resistance. He thumps back into a sit when she releases him.
And then... oh. There's something, there's something for him to latch onto and some small piece of relief. So this isn't the sort of situation where she's going to go cold and head off and leave him forever wondering how he screwed up, and even just that drains a little bit of the panic from his heart.]
Well, I mean...
[He gives a weak noise that might have been a laugh, reaches a hand up to push his Nalawi-shaggy hair from his face and touches the eyepatch accidentally. Oh, god, it wasn't that she saw the patch up close and was grossed out, was it? His brows crunch.]
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And then... oh. There's something, there's something for him to latch onto and some small piece of relief. So this isn't the sort of situation where she's going to go cold and head off and leave him forever wondering how he screwed up, and even just that drains a little bit of the panic from his heart.]
Well, I mean...
[He gives a weak noise that might have been a laugh, reaches a hand up to push his Nalawi-shaggy hair from his face and touches the eyepatch accidentally. Oh, god, it wasn't that she saw the patch up close and was grossed out, was it? His brows crunch.]
Did I... um. Did I do something wrong?