[ he laughs out, ] Hey! [ leaning backward, unable to escape her kick. his hands drop from her foot before she settles it back on his lap. if she didn't like it, he figures she'd shift her leg to the floor, or even fold it underneath herself to keep it away from his clutches. if anything, he knows she'd opt to embarrass him instead by telling him not to touch her. ]
[ looking at her pointedly, he rolls his eyes before he returns to his self-imposed task. he doesn't know if this will help her at the end of the day, but a brace can only do so much to alleviate the tension. he speaks to her matter-of-factly, ] That still doesn't prove you know how to.
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[ looking at her pointedly, he rolls his eyes before he returns to his self-imposed task. he doesn't know if this will help her at the end of the day, but a brace can only do so much to alleviate the tension. he speaks to her matter-of-factly, ] That still doesn't prove you know how to.