[ ah, that certainly wasn't a flashback he needed. kakyoin groans as he unconsciously grabs harder at whatever it is he's got in his hand, opening his eyes a sliver only when he hears an unfamiliar voice. ]
No. It's not -- that wasn't a carnival ride. It was an attack. From the baby.
[ yeaaaahh that's not making much sense. kakyoin gives up, shaking his head to clear his thoughts before looking up at his victim (?).
and then he realizes he's practically yanking chibi's clothes off.
he lets go immediately, cheeks coloring unsubtly. ]
-- sorry. I didn't mean to.
[ it comes out pretty stiff and flustered, and he's avoiding meeting chibi's gaze as he accepts the offered helping hand. ]
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No. It's not -- that wasn't a carnival ride. It was an attack. From the baby.
[ yeaaaahh that's not making much sense. kakyoin gives up, shaking his head to clear his thoughts before looking up at his victim (?).
and then he realizes he's practically yanking chibi's clothes off.
he lets go immediately, cheeks coloring unsubtly. ]
-- sorry. I didn't mean to.
[ it comes out pretty stiff and flustered, and he's avoiding meeting chibi's gaze as he accepts the offered helping hand. ]