[Akechi never hesitates. Never. Not when signing up to kill, not from giving up his soul. None of it.
He does now. Settles one hand against the top of her head, the overt affection so foreign and weird that it's only pressure against her skull as he tries to figure out WHAT TO DO.
But they're 'friends' - she's requesting this. Stormed into his room for this. She doesn't do this.]
You'll have to forgive me. I'm not used to touching others in this manner.
[But he does AS REQUESTED - scratches her little cat ears with a light touch. Is it??? okay???? HELP.]
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He does now. Settles one hand against the top of her head, the overt affection so foreign and weird that it's only pressure against her skull as he tries to figure out WHAT TO DO.
But they're 'friends' - she's requesting this. Stormed into his room for this. She doesn't do this.]
You'll have to forgive me. I'm not used to touching others in this manner.
[But he does AS REQUESTED - scratches her little cat ears with a light touch. Is it??? okay???? HELP.]
Maruki-san may be better suited for this task.