[ At the brush against his wrist he jolts suddenly, having choked himself into a trembling sort of silence as he tries to get ahold of himself — and does at the grounding touch.
Even if it's only to recoil with uncharacteristic violence and a sharp jerk towards her, like he would look back and snap in warning but keeps his hand thoroughly clamped over his eyes instead.
He's not even sure how much they're there anymore and his stomach is churning wildly at the thought. ]
Stay back! [ It's ripped from him in a warbly, anguished pitch. His left hand held up in warning because his right is staying clamped so firmly over his eyes.
If this is... if this blood is like the akuma blood virus and is affecting even him... he can't, if he lets her touch even a little of it.. ]
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Even if it's only to recoil with uncharacteristic violence and a sharp jerk towards her, like he would look back and snap in warning but keeps his hand thoroughly clamped over his eyes instead.
He's not even sure how much they're there anymore and his stomach is churning wildly at the thought. ]
Stay back! [ It's ripped from him in a warbly, anguished pitch. His left hand held up in warning because his right is staying clamped so firmly over his eyes.
If this is... if this blood is like the akuma blood virus and is affecting even him... he can't, if he lets her touch even a little of it.. ]
Stay... back...
[ He's shaking but could not be more adamant. ]