[ Seeing her reaction almost makes him feel bad. Well. He'd feel worse...if he hadn't already been through the proverbial ringer himself upon arriving here. That doesn't seem to stop Cloud's expression from dropping a little bit. That wasn't going to stop him from keeping her secure though, his hand not once leaving her lap as he looks down to her at his side when the train departs from the station.
It's quiet, and there's only a chance few people scattered throughout the car they're in. Luckily, they seem to be minding their own business. Not to mention he didn't trust himself with the Yokai waves of heat that've sent him in a tizzy before. He may be committed to Ayaka, but pheromones didn't discriminate if anyone were to get too close.
unique, she says. There's something about being with her that made him want to hold his tongue. Put a filter over himself for her sake, even if he was still finding a way to act more true to himself. In actuality? The proper word he was looking for was shyness. Why was he so shy around her?
But...after what they've just escaped, and effectively danced around for so long? It was only a matter of time before his own suppressed thoughts and feelings seeped to the surface. Why else was he about to do what he did under that gazebo? He sighs, softer in tone as if wishing to keep this conversation solely to her. Words for her and her alone. ]
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It's quiet, and there's only a chance few people scattered throughout the car they're in. Luckily, they seem to be minding their own business. Not to mention he didn't trust himself with the Yokai waves of heat that've sent him in a tizzy before. He may be committed to Ayaka, but pheromones didn't discriminate if anyone were to get too close.
unique, she says. There's something about being with her that made him want to hold his tongue. Put a filter over himself for her sake, even if he was still finding a way to act more true to himself. In actuality? The proper word he was looking for was shyness. Why was he so shy around her?
But...after what they've just escaped, and effectively danced around for so long? It was only a matter of time before his own suppressed thoughts and feelings seeped to the surface. Why else was he about to do what he did under that gazebo? He sighs, softer in tone as if wishing to keep this conversation solely to her. Words for her and her alone. ]
Place's been nothing but firsts for me.