[Oh, he understood more than a little. And none of it sits right, having this information without the other being around. He feels something in gut, like butterflies. A pressure. Hearing her words, her assurance. They were just as kind as she was, just as willing to know him regardless of who or what he is. It hurts. He misses her so much.
His hand immediately jerks away when he felt her hand try to rest on his. Too quickly.] I don't want him to get the wrong idea. [The other seem prone to take action instead of talking. He doesn't want his other to mistakenly think he's taking her from them.]
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His hand immediately jerks away when he felt her hand try to rest on his. Too quickly.] I don't want him to get the wrong idea. [The other seem prone to take action instead of talking. He doesn't want his other to mistakenly think he's taking her from them.]