[The first step to alleviating some anxiety is pinpointing and addressing one cause of it. Scaramouche effectively acknowledges that Kazuha is fearful of him slipping away again, which gives him some reassurance and faith needed to trust him again. Trust. What an odd thing to apply to a Fatui Harbinger.
A few stars cluster in his hair, like tiny constellations.
Still, he's a bit slow to release his hand. Kazuha looks downward where their hands are grasped, searching his feelings why, now, he doesn't care to let go. His hand pulls away from the maples to join his other, clasping the hand between both. He brings their twined hands to his chest for a moment, thumping it over his heart.]
No, I want to be alone with you. And the stars are lovely tonight.
[His grip loosens, finally letting him go. He starts to turn his back to him, then pauses, looking over his shoulder at Scaramouche's face. His eye flicker over his expression, calculating, and the sly smile spreads across his lips.]
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A few stars cluster in his hair, like tiny constellations.
Still, he's a bit slow to release his hand. Kazuha looks downward where their hands are grasped, searching his feelings why, now, he doesn't care to let go. His hand pulls away from the maples to join his other, clasping the hand between both. He brings their twined hands to his chest for a moment, thumping it over his heart.]
No, I want to be alone with you. And the stars are lovely tonight.
[His grip loosens, finally letting him go. He starts to turn his back to him, then pauses, looking over his shoulder at Scaramouche's face. His eye flicker over his expression, calculating, and the sly smile spreads across his lips.]
Maybe I was trying to get your attention.