[ dextera doesn’t know what to do, when caught between the realization that he’s hurt gen’s feelings—over the same matter, no less—and the acknowledgment that he was only being honest. it’s not something he can apologize for, and something that he knows he shouldn’t. on a personal level, he can stand not to apologize for his own feelings this time… and on an interpersonal level, he knows gen would hate to have attention called to it.
this manifests as dextera chasing his fingers when gen lets his hand slip away, but the practical outcome is that he brushes gen’s palm without grabbing it. he withdraws only when it would become too obvious for him to linger. ]
…
[ there’s silence from dextera too, when he looks up from gen’s hand to see gen looking back at him. the question, expecting an answer. ]
no subject
[ dextera doesn’t know what to do, when caught between the realization that he’s hurt gen’s feelings—over the same matter, no less—and the acknowledgment that he was only being honest. it’s not something he can apologize for, and something that he knows he shouldn’t. on a personal level, he can stand not to apologize for his own feelings this time… and on an interpersonal level, he knows gen would hate to have attention called to it.
this manifests as dextera chasing his fingers when gen lets his hand slip away, but the practical outcome is that he brushes gen’s palm without grabbing it. he withdraws only when it would become too obvious for him to linger. ]
…
[ there’s silence from dextera too, when he looks up from gen’s hand to see gen looking back at him. the question, expecting an answer. ]
I don’t know. I like how this side makes me feel.