[It's patient, the way the words leave his mouth. Steady. Coaxing. And he knows better than to think Ryn wants to be touched right now, not with his body language screaming loud and clear to stay away, to keep distance, but —
But what good is a promise like I'll protect you against something like this? Nothing. Because there's nothing he can position himself between, nothing he can fight. Not when it's this.
He wants to reach for him. It's a motion that makes it only a few ilms before it falls short, and he takes his hand back, bringing it back down again to his side.]
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[It's patient, the way the words leave his mouth. Steady. Coaxing. And he knows better than to think Ryn wants to be touched right now, not with his body language screaming loud and clear to stay away, to keep distance, but —
But what good is a promise like I'll protect you against something like this? Nothing. Because there's nothing he can position himself between, nothing he can fight. Not when it's this.
He wants to reach for him. It's a motion that makes it only a few ilms before it falls short, and he takes his hand back, bringing it back down again to his side.]
I won't look at you if you don't want me to.