[Grey makes a soft, startled sound when Manabu touches his wrist, and lowers his hand from his face. His head tilts, and he finally makes proper eye contact with Manabu.
Grey blinks furiously, willing Manabu not to notice how wet his eyes are. Or at least, not to say anything about it. It's hard for him to properly respond to Manabu's words right away, but he is listening, and trying his best to actually consider it.
But he's still relieved when Manabu says he won't ask any more questions, at least not right now.
His tongue peeks out, briefly moistening his lower lip.]
...Can I hold you?
[It's an immensely pathetic request, and probably seems like something of a swerve in the conversation, but- Grey really, really wants to, and he's trusting that Manabu won't respond badly.]
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Grey blinks furiously, willing Manabu not to notice how wet his eyes are. Or at least, not to say anything about it. It's hard for him to properly respond to Manabu's words right away, but he is listening, and trying his best to actually consider it.
But he's still relieved when Manabu says he won't ask any more questions, at least not right now.
His tongue peeks out, briefly moistening his lower lip.]
...Can I hold you?
[It's an immensely pathetic request, and probably seems like something of a swerve in the conversation, but- Grey really, really wants to, and he's trusting that Manabu won't respond badly.]