[despite the little flail and yelp he gives as he's tugged down to flower girl height, there's no resistance to it. Putting up a front, trying to seem like he's not as bothered as he is - that's been a bad habit since they met. Not just to look tough in front of a pretty girl, but because even back in the beginning keeping it together had been a necessity with everything going on. Even if, more often than not, he let his emotions get the better of him regardless.
This time, he doesn't answer right away. The memory had set him on edge, unbalancing him badly enough that he still felt tense. And while it was a reminder of things he'd deliberately pushed to the back of his mind so he wouldn't think about them . . .]
I'm alright. [he lifts one of his hands to press against hers, the corner of his mouth quirking into a faint smile] I promise.
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This time, he doesn't answer right away. The memory had set him on edge, unbalancing him badly enough that he still felt tense. And while it was a reminder of things he'd deliberately pushed to the back of his mind so he wouldn't think about them . . .]
I'm alright. [he lifts one of his hands to press against hers, the corner of his mouth quirking into a faint smile] I promise.