[He pauses, not looking at her directly even as she cuts him off. This whole place is new and overwhelming, but all of the little pieces are starting to add up in the back of his mind. He glances up, just enough to see her hands moving.
Thoughts dance through his head, a feeling in the pit of his stomach making it harder and harder to breathe as he tries to make his fingers respond. He steps back, still not looking up at her, and then turns, walking off to the side.
He says nothing, just ducks away from her and keeps going. IF this is a game, he doesn't want to play, and if not, he's not sure he wants anything to do with it right now.]
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Thoughts dance through his head, a feeling in the pit of his stomach making it harder and harder to breathe as he tries to make his fingers respond. He steps back, still not looking up at her, and then turns, walking off to the side.
He says nothing, just ducks away from her and keeps going. IF this is a game, he doesn't want to play, and if not, he's not sure he wants anything to do with it right now.]