[ nightingale does the mental equivalent of flinching away from even a soothing hand, not quite like a spooked animal but like someone who's been caught at something he'd been hoping no one would see or notice.
he does not do the mental equivalent of leaning into the touch, but after a moment, he at least lets it in. ]
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he does not do the mental equivalent of leaning into the touch, but after a moment, he at least lets it in. ]