[ he blinks at the grab, confused for a split second, eyes darting to the hold Sizhui has on his wrist and then back to his face, mouth opening to protest, heart hammering in his chest. it's officially hard to breathe, what the fuck. ]
What? I...
[ oh. of course Sizhui would notice his anxiety. if that's what it is, leastwise. he's not sure right now, but it does feel like it. he quickly tries to school his face into a put off face that honestly looks more like a pout. ] ... fine. If that's what you need. [ and it only takes him a moment to simply comply, take one more step and just sit down with a huff, crossing his arms and looking away. ]
I don't need to breathe, I'm fine. I'm not worried.
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What? I...
[ oh. of course Sizhui would notice his anxiety. if that's what it is, leastwise. he's not sure right now, but it does feel like it. he quickly tries to school his face into a put off face that honestly looks more like a pout. ] ... fine. If that's what you need. [ and it only takes him a moment to simply comply, take one more step and just sit down with a huff, crossing his arms and looking away. ]
I don't need to breathe, I'm fine. I'm not worried.