[ He's never been in a situation like this. For all of the training that they did in school, nothing prepared him for the raw emotion of being in this kind of a fight. He's still on a knee close to the ground, facing away from her, as if it would be just as impolite to see her naked emotion as it would be to stare at a woman's naked body. His hand on the ground balls into a fist - not in pain, but in thought.
'What do I do...?' The sound alone his free hand goes to clutch at the fabric at his chest, one finger catching the neckline.
Finally, he decides to just slowly turn in place the way he would in seiza, putting his knee down as he finally faces her, but with his face angled toward the ground. He's grimacing though. ]
I- [ ... 'm sorry? For what? ] Will you be alright?
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Date: 2021-08-30 05:37 pm (UTC)'What do I do...?' The sound alone his free hand goes to clutch at the fabric at his chest, one finger catching the neckline.
Finally, he decides to just slowly turn in place the way he would in seiza, putting his knee down as he finally faces her, but with his face angled toward the ground. He's grimacing though. ]
I- [ ... 'm sorry? For what? ] Will you be alright?