[Akira's eyes fly open when she speaks, and although Rion drops her hand, he somehow manages to snag her by the wrist before she can go too far. his grip isn't tight, but it's still firm]
[for a moment, he just stares at her hand in his, quietly disappointed at how he can't at all feel the shape of same underneath his fingertips. but then he draws her hand back towards his face, presses her palm against his cheek, and tilts his head into her touch]
[he can't feel it, but. . . he doesn't want her to go]
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[for a moment, he just stares at her hand in his, quietly disappointed at how he can't at all feel the shape of same underneath his fingertips. but then he draws her hand back towards his face, presses her palm against his cheek, and tilts his head into her touch]
[he can't feel it, but. . . he doesn't want her to go]