[ It sounds similar to how controlling his magic was at the start. Confused when objects move or even stop in midair. When time stops and no one else can see it. The rush of power in your fingertips and the knowledge that no one else around you experiences it. He leans forward, gravitates towards her.
It isn't the same thing at all, but he understands more than others might. Maybe. Possibly. ]
I don't get angry that often. [ Does he? He doesn't think so, at least. He might have to bottle things up, but being stubborn means he fights through things and rarely ends up in a situation that's frustrating enough to be angry. Nimueh made him angry. Whoever sent them to that black hole part of the city made him angry.
She never does. ] Sorry though, I don't imagine it sounds that good. [ But ah.
God. What.
Help him. Someone just-- ]
I'm nervous. [ It comes out softly. Cracks. His eyes look down at his hands, watches as he twists them together. He wants to hold her hand right now, maybe it'll give him a better indication of whether she's just as nervous or if this whole weird...ness is just in his head. ]
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It isn't the same thing at all, but he understands more than others might. Maybe. Possibly. ]
I don't get angry that often. [ Does he? He doesn't think so, at least. He might have to bottle things up, but being stubborn means he fights through things and rarely ends up in a situation that's frustrating enough to be angry. Nimueh made him angry. Whoever sent them to that black hole part of the city made him angry.
She never does. ] Sorry though, I don't imagine it sounds that good. [ But ah.
God. What.
Help him. Someone just-- ]
I'm nervous. [ It comes out softly. Cracks. His eyes look down at his hands, watches as he twists them together. He wants to hold her hand right now, maybe it'll give him a better indication of whether she's just as nervous or if this whole weird...ness is just in his head. ]