[ Link does not flinch away when she reaches for his arm. He silently follows her lead, transferring his sake cup to his other hand, so that she may lift his wrist and continue her musings. His expression stays neutral, a carefully controlled and practiced affect of neutrality.
Even when she ends her reading with a kiss, that expression does not change. Instead, he stares at her. ]
...No. I guess it isn't.
[ He's sad to feel her warm fingers leave his skin. Now, there's nothing but the water around him, the ceramic in his hand, and the stone under his legs. ]
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Even when she ends her reading with a kiss, that expression does not change. Instead, he stares at her. ]
...No. I guess it isn't.
[ He's sad to feel her warm fingers leave his skin. Now, there's nothing but the water around him, the ceramic in his hand, and the stone under his legs. ]
I'm not done, then.