[Shit. That's one of those voices Ryouma finds it hard to say no to. It's the Kureshima tone that makes someone want to fall into line and obey-
(and a distant memory gone as quickly as it arrives, that makes Ryouma tense up again before it processes fully)
The hand on Ryouma's arm would normally not be unwelcome, not when Ryouma is used to having to be the one to initiate physical contact between them, but the memory mixed with the general mood he's in ... he doesn't expect it. Out of instinct, Ryouma raises his hand knocks the other's touch away, perhaps a bit harder than he should.
Almost instantly, he regrets doing so. ... no. He shouldn't have done that. He knows Takatora is only trying to help. The look on Ryouma's face can convey the apology before-]
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(and a distant memory gone as quickly as it arrives, that makes Ryouma tense up again before it processes fully)
The hand on Ryouma's arm would normally not be unwelcome, not when Ryouma is used to having to be the one to initiate physical contact between them, but the memory mixed with the general mood he's in ... he doesn't expect it. Out of instinct, Ryouma raises his hand knocks the other's touch away, perhaps a bit harder than he should.
Almost instantly, he regrets doing so. ... no. He shouldn't have done that. He knows Takatora is only trying to help. The look on Ryouma's face can convey the apology before-]
... sorry.