[it's not so much a fight as just a distant-sounding grunt and soft huff of resignation; he doesn't like how childish it feels at onset, especially given how hastily Grey works. like it's inconvenient enough as it is, you know?
in the interim, he flexes gradual, burning feeling back into his digits and then picks at the shirt until enough of it is available for him to pull and shrug off.]
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in the interim, he flexes gradual, burning feeling back into his digits and then picks at the shirt until enough of it is available for him to pull and shrug off.]
Got it. Thanks.