[For a moment Zoro stares at him, and then just to make things extra-extra safe, he scrambles up from the couch and crosses to the far side of the room, putting more space between them. His face and neck are still burning, he tries scrubbing his hands through his hair and down his neck to try to cool himself down but it's not that effective.
Well, at least they're not touching. That's progress.]
If it's the books, get rid of the books. [a low and heavy growl] If it's something else, we gotta. We have to stay away from each other.
[it's less about the latent sensations he doesn't want to admit to and more about the fact that it's out of his control. If he were to do something, it has to be his choice, his deliberate action. Not some weird colony bullshit.]
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Well, at least they're not touching. That's progress.]
If it's the books, get rid of the books. [a low and heavy growl] If it's something else, we gotta. We have to stay away from each other.
[it's less about the latent sensations he doesn't want to admit to and more about the fact that it's out of his control. If he were to do something, it has to be his choice, his deliberate action. Not some weird colony bullshit.]