[He doesn't jerk away at all, or even flinch, when Sakyou rests a hand on him. He's a good, soft boy! His breath puffs out on the air when he exhales.]
I just...
[Ugh. Annoying. Frustrating! But it's true, the more he tries to puzzle it out, the more his head hurts. So he straightens up.]
[A GOOD SOFT LAD... suplexes him like an empty soda can
This is rough to watch, though. There's another second or two before Sakyou quietly lets his hand slip away, eying Luke with the same measure of concern. After a second, he offers a brief quirk of a smile, as though in attempt at reassuring.]
Something to worry about later, perhaps. Does your head hurt? Do you need to sit...?
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I just...
[Ugh. Annoying. Frustrating! But it's true, the more he tries to puzzle it out, the more his head hurts. So he straightens up.]
You're right.
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This is rough to watch, though. There's another second or two before Sakyou quietly lets his hand slip away, eying Luke with the same measure of concern. After a second, he offers a brief quirk of a smile, as though in attempt at reassuring.]
Something to worry about later, perhaps. Does your head hurt? Do you need to sit...?