When their eyes lock, she's taken aback from the look on his face. It's as if he's breaking down, he's that terrified from this, and she has one sincere thought: I never want to see that look on your face again.
So even as he's gazing toward the ground, she's motivated by her incredibly rash emotions again. If he's not going to look at her, if he's going to be overwhelmed, if he's going to look so lost, then she's going to give him direction. Her hands move quickly and forcefully, grabbing at the cloth of his clothes around his neck and then yanking with all of her strength so that he has to bend down to her.
Her arms reach out, wrapping around his head to pull him down so that his face can fall against her shoulder.]
Idiot... Don't lift your head until you've returned to yourself, understand...?!
[She's weak. She's scared. She's certain that her hands are shaking even as she insists upon holding him.
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When their eyes lock, she's taken aback from the look on his face. It's as if he's breaking down, he's that terrified from this, and she has one sincere thought: I never want to see that look on your face again.
So even as he's gazing toward the ground, she's motivated by her incredibly rash emotions again. If he's not going to look at her, if he's going to be overwhelmed, if he's going to look so lost, then she's going to give him direction. Her hands move quickly and forcefully, grabbing at the cloth of his clothes around his neck and then yanking with all of her strength so that he has to bend down to her.
Her arms reach out, wrapping around his head to pull him down so that his face can fall against her shoulder.]
Idiot... Don't lift your head until you've returned to yourself, understand...?!
[She's weak. She's scared. She's certain that her hands are shaking even as she insists upon holding him.
But she wants to be there for him too.]