( kirma isn’t necessarily agreeing with the assessment. he just doesn’t resist as he’s pushed down, though his face turns away, a pointed gaze directed back towards the way they came— and more importantly, distinctly away from esi. sulky dog… )
Didn’t I.
( do you know how hard it is to find someone to text on these fucking watches, man. he tugs back on the hand esi is holding; not quite enough to actually free it, only enough to feign a disinterest. no more paw!!
— all that said, he’s not exactly fighting to leave. the recognition of his feelings is a small thing, one that surely won’t amount to much, but it does take the edge off his upset all the same. kirma assumes esi has already become more than aware of how easy he is to please, and thus elects not to volunteer any more indication of this than he needs to. what he does give is a subtle lean in, still refusing to face him, but one downturned ear pointing esi’s way just a little more than it was previously. keep going… )
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Didn’t I.
( do you know how hard it is to find someone to text on these fucking watches, man. he tugs back on the hand esi is holding; not quite enough to actually free it, only enough to feign a disinterest. no more paw!!
— all that said, he’s not exactly fighting to leave. the recognition of his feelings is a small thing, one that surely won’t amount to much, but it does take the edge off his upset all the same. kirma assumes esi has already become more than aware of how easy he is to please, and thus elects not to volunteer any more indication of this than he needs to. what he does give is a subtle lean in, still refusing to face him, but one downturned ear pointing esi’s way just a little more than it was previously. keep going… )