He stops as her hand catches his, but he doesn't turn back, instead hanging there with hiss shoulders high and head bowing low. At least until she starts pulling him in and he's drawn helplessly back, face twisting up all the while.
Pressed to her shoulder, he doesn't have to face her nor see her face. It keeps him from immediately asking how any of that could matter if it doesn't change anything.
"I won't let you get hurt for me. I'm not letting that be an option." His voice sounds a little more raw and rough than he'd like. Still, that needs to be put out there first and foremost. "... I really don't want to do this. I need a plan to deal with them that isn't just a bit of good faith in humanity. And you know I'm talking from experience." Not mere paranoia but a stupid, stupid mistake that he's tired of repeating. He's so, so tired. He doesn't want to do this again. But...
"...But... if that was worked out somehow... if that were still to leave the option... what exactly are you asking me to do?"
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Date: 2018-09-24 03:34 pm (UTC)Pressed to her shoulder, he doesn't have to face her nor see her face. It keeps him from immediately asking how any of that could matter if it doesn't change anything.
"I won't let you get hurt for me. I'm not letting that be an option." His voice sounds a little more raw and rough than he'd like. Still, that needs to be put out there first and foremost. "... I really don't want to do this. I need a plan to deal with them that isn't just a bit of good faith in humanity. And you know I'm talking from experience." Not mere paranoia but a stupid, stupid mistake that he's tired of repeating. He's so, so tired. He doesn't want to do this again. But...
"...But... if that was worked out somehow... if that were still to leave the option... what exactly are you asking me to do?"