Yes, that should include you. [gently, but she'll move to secure the bandages around his knuckles in place. there's the sound of the smile in her voice before it spreads across her lips, fond and amused] Because it turns out that I don't take kindly to when anyone hurts you, even yourself. So what shall I do for your punishment, I wonder...
[she sounds too pleased to be able to deal one out? she just decided this? viola. but at least it's just lightly teasing
her hand lifts and moves to rest on his shoulder, as if she'll press out the harsh bunched up wrinkles and tension herself.]
.... sometimes, when I am so furious I cannot see, I think of how satisfying it will be when I win with a smile on my face. To know that my conviction is stronger than that which tests me - even if it is only long enough until I can find another way to release my anger without hurting myself.
You can do it, Ichiro. But remember that you're human too, so it's alright you you slip sometimes - there are plenty of people who care for you enough to catch you.
That's also the beauty of being someone that people watch. No one will let you hit the ground - at least, I certainly won't.
[ for a moment, ichiro glances down at his newly bandaged knuckles, and then up in time to see viola's smile. it's sort of new to be cared for like this. ichiro's the care taker, and always has been - so to have someone looking out for his well being in such a way is almost novel. almost jarring. he does look almost a little surprised at the word punishment, eyes going almost comically round for a second before he realizes she's just teasing and closes them again, a smile tugging at the edge of his mouth, half at his own stupidity and half at the tease itself.
his muscles are tense, under her hands, but he does lower them, a little, as if viola's touch is magic enough to push them down, and he ducks his head, boyish, cheeks flushing red. that's really... ]
...thanks, Vi-chan. [ for the advice, for the bandages, maybe for the needed scolding... but for the support, too. for a lot of things. ] I'll try and keep that in mind. All of it.
[ah - that's good. her smiles grows more at that and she pulls her hand back, curling her fingers gently against her own palm. she's not a very tactile person and it was easy to feel like she was overstepping, but it seems to have helped. it's enough to get her to relax some.]
Of course. I told you that I intend to look after you - persistently, at that. It's my duty as well as my joy.
[so she'll squeeze his hand - gently, and nowhere near where he's injured - before moving to let go.]
At least if you forget, I'll always be near to remind you. How lucky my patience is vast.
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[she sounds too pleased to be able to deal one out? she just decided this? viola. but at least it's just lightly teasing
her hand lifts and moves to rest on his shoulder, as if she'll press out the harsh bunched up wrinkles and tension herself.]
.... sometimes, when I am so furious I cannot see, I think of how satisfying it will be when I win with a smile on my face. To know that my conviction is stronger than that which tests me - even if it is only long enough until I can find another way to release my anger without hurting myself.
You can do it, Ichiro. But remember that you're human too, so it's alright you you slip sometimes - there are plenty of people who care for you enough to catch you.
That's also the beauty of being someone that people watch. No one will let you hit the ground - at least, I certainly won't.
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his muscles are tense, under her hands, but he does lower them, a little, as if viola's touch is magic enough to push them down, and he ducks his head, boyish, cheeks flushing red. that's really... ]
...thanks, Vi-chan. [ for the advice, for the bandages, maybe for the needed scolding... but for the support, too. for a lot of things. ] I'll try and keep that in mind. All of it.
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Of course. I told you that I intend to look after you - persistently, at that. It's my duty as well as my joy.
[so she'll squeeze his hand - gently, and nowhere near where he's injured - before moving to let go.]
At least if you forget, I'll always be near to remind you. How lucky my patience is vast.