[And suddenly, just like that, her arm is around him.
And Leon... he leans into it at first, breathing it in, accepting the warmth and the affection and the kindness and care. This is what he's been craving all this time, isn't it? This is what he's wanted, even knowing that it's strange for him--or at least, it's strange for him to want so outwardly and all-encompassingly.
And then her words sink in, and he tenses before moving to pull away, if not as intensely as he usually would.]
No-- it isn't. That isn't--
[It's not all right, because he was leaning into that hug, and no matter how much he likes Otome or...well, trusts her... it's not right for him to be feeling this way. Not like this.]
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And Leon... he leans into it at first, breathing it in, accepting the warmth and the affection and the kindness and care. This is what he's been craving all this time, isn't it? This is what he's wanted, even knowing that it's strange for him--or at least, it's strange for him to want so outwardly and all-encompassingly.
And then her words sink in, and he tenses before moving to pull away, if not as intensely as he usually would.]
No-- it isn't. That isn't--
[It's not all right, because he was leaning into that hug, and no matter how much he likes Otome or...well, trusts her... it's not right for him to be feeling this way. Not like this.]