[ she appears to be assenting to it at the very least. in a way, it's a comforting idea. it'd be uncomfortable were she not willing to perform, after all. especially, as the starfish seems to watch over them like a hawk. its eyes not straying from the space between them or their hands. idk lynne i feel comfortable like this... he's my security blanket.
arjuna releases their hands briefly, if just to begin removing his gloves, only... ] ...
[ hard? did he mishear that? ] It seems I misheard you. [ he has to be.
whether it's true or not, arjuna is doing his best to simply let it go in one ear and out the other. while offense to how uncouth the phrase is lingers beneath the surface, he clears his throat politely. this time rejoining their hand. this time, he interlaces his fingers with hers.
then looks on at the starfish with her peripherals. no change in expression yet... ]
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arjuna releases their hands briefly, if just to begin removing his gloves, only... ] ...
[ hard? did he mishear that? ] It seems I misheard you. [ he has to be.
whether it's true or not, arjuna is doing his best to simply let it go in one ear and out the other. while offense to how uncouth the phrase is lingers beneath the surface, he clears his throat politely. this time rejoining their hand. this time, he interlaces his fingers with hers.
then looks on at the starfish with her peripherals. no change in expression yet... ]