[ ...right, he did just leave it half-incomplete, didn't he? He feels an urge to click his tongue...
...he resists that urge. She'll be able to feel his grip on the back of her head briefly tighten, but... he releases his grip on her and pulls away.
She can see his face again, but this time, it's him looking away for a change. Avoiding her gaze as he reaches for her leg again, pressing down on the partially-healed wound. This time, he does click his tongue. ]
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[ ...right, he did just leave it half-incomplete, didn't he? He feels an urge to click his tongue...
...he resists that urge. She'll be able to feel his grip on the back of her head briefly tighten, but... he releases his grip on her and pulls away.
She can see his face again, but this time, it's him looking away for a change. Avoiding her gaze as he reaches for her leg again, pressing down on the partially-healed wound. This time, he does click his tongue. ]
...it's going to leave a scar.
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Will it, now?]