[ He shrugs, completely on purpose. R knows it's a noncommittal gesture, knows it might distract her from the wreckage of his body. He's a disaster zone, ravaged by weather with no way to really recover. ]
Wasn't... thinking. I was worried.
[ And as strange as it feels, R's face shifts into a faint smile as he looks at her sidelong. Not quite coy but it's miles more expressive than he was back when they first met. ]
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Wasn't... thinking. I was worried.
[ And as strange as it feels, R's face shifts into a faint smile as he looks at her sidelong. Not quite coy but it's miles more expressive than he was back when they first met. ]
...You think I'm cute?