[. . . and yet, a tiny li'l grin makes its way onto Edamura's features, exasperated yet still full of affection. of course that's where Rom's mind had gone. ever clinical, ever observant. . . ever focused on the goal ahead]
[. . .]
You wanna know why I was nervous?
[he asks, tone light as he continues to allow himself the opportunity to trace the lines of his companion's features. just idle! no real purpose, other than it feels nice to just. . . touch]
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[. . . and yet, a tiny li'l grin makes its way onto Edamura's features, exasperated yet still full of affection. of course that's where Rom's mind had gone. ever clinical, ever observant. . . ever focused on the goal ahead]
[. . .]
You wanna know why I was nervous?
[he asks, tone light as he continues to allow himself the opportunity to trace the lines of his companion's features. just idle! no real purpose, other than it feels nice to just. . . touch]