[ He doesn't even make note of her hand still in his. It feels almost like he's taking advantage, but he likes that contact, even with her glove in the way, and since she's the one initiating, he doesn't have to worry about awkward explanations if she were to ask about it. He'll just take what he can get, and release her when she lets go of his hand.
He nods at the explanation, focusing on what she's saying, rather than the very distracting way she draws her fingers in circles against the inside of his wrist. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is quiet, expression somber. His head dips and he glances around them, then looks back to her. ] That's the part they didn't tell me. I knew about the sex, but not... that.
[ He'll likely be battling a very particular kind of paranoia during his time here, but for now he doesn't delve too deep into that. ]
I've also been told I can't take it off. [ But he doesn't trust any of the people who have told him not to try, so he asks her: ] Is that true? There really isn't a way to get it out?
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He nods at the explanation, focusing on what she's saying, rather than the very distracting way she draws her fingers in circles against the inside of his wrist. ]
Yeah. [ His voice is quiet, expression somber. His head dips and he glances around them, then looks back to her. ] That's the part they didn't tell me. I knew about the sex, but not... that.
[ He'll likely be battling a very particular kind of paranoia during his time here, but for now he doesn't delve too deep into that. ]
I've also been told I can't take it off. [ But he doesn't trust any of the people who have told him not to try, so he asks her: ] Is that true? There really isn't a way to get it out?