[Still, the teasing is miles better than the alternative. Eyes never meeting, touches impersonal, voices low and exits rushed, all of which were in the dark. Something so chaste as interlacing fingers or kissing knuckles is hardly something than anyone's tried away from prying eyes, let alone just feet away. If they did, they only became a hurt he carries with him.
He can't muster up the courage to do something so foreign in return, not here. But rather than detach himself or move his grip to somewhere less telling, he tightens the hold on his hand and starts pulling Byerly along. It wouldn't be fair to have him lead them off all the time.]
You are special. [Ah, that's a bit much.] A little insufferable, but I think you make up for it in being pretty.
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He can't muster up the courage to do something so foreign in return, not here. But rather than detach himself or move his grip to somewhere less telling, he tightens the hold on his hand and starts pulling Byerly along. It wouldn't be fair to have him lead them off all the time.]
You are special. [Ah, that's a bit much.] A little insufferable, but I think you make up for it in being pretty.