( it's easier to just give it up than to have to explain, right? and maybe once she's seen it, she won't really ask. maybe she'll think it's weird enough to never mention it again. he doesn't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, but he's trying to leave the thoughts and the feelings behind: he's ruining their nice little date by being a weirdo, right?
so he keeps their hands laced together, because he can just use the other one--he reaches, carefully, to sling his fingers into the buckle, to work it open and then, neatly, pluck the leather away. now that it's off, he doesn't know what to do with it, so he sets the wristband onto his stomach; his free hand drops onto the grass.
his gem is there, too, so maybe she'll be distracted by that, but he turns his head away like he doesn't really like the sight of it himself. that helps steady him a little, too: less feedback into their bond. )
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so he keeps their hands laced together, because he can just use the other one--he reaches, carefully, to sling his fingers into the buckle, to work it open and then, neatly, pluck the leather away. now that it's off, he doesn't know what to do with it, so he sets the wristband onto his stomach; his free hand drops onto the grass.
his gem is there, too, so maybe she'll be distracted by that, but he turns his head away like he doesn't really like the sight of it himself. that helps steady him a little, too: less feedback into their bond. )
Just that. ( he says softly. ) It's weird, huh?