This is so off. But he really wants to give it more of a try. He isn't a quitter! Quitters are losers! And he's no loser!
Nodding, he separates and takes the other's hand, dragging him over to sit nearby. He plops down next to Zenko, squishes up against his side, and then +
lays his head against his side. Guiding Zenko's arm around his shoulder, nodding once he's comfortable.
"And then we sit like this while she casts her healing magic, and then once we're done, we just sit here until one of us gets up. Basically always me but...it's nice." +
He hasn't??? That's surprising to hear regarding someone who was so much older than him. Zenko had centuries over the mediator who was only a couple of years old. Even with all the information implanted in their heads upon creation, experiencing it directly was different. +
...
"I don't...hate it. This just feels off. The only person who I've ever really been intimate with is Sha Lan and that's just because she sometimes holds me while healing me after fights. Something like this is new."
He does need a solid patch up often, after all, so +
"Oi, shuddup! I didn't say any of that out loud or anything!"
His gaze snaps up at the other, grip tightening on his hands while he huffs. Did he SAY he wanted him to let go? No, he's trying to figure it out!
"I'm thinking about this. It's weird! I don't exactly do this often."
Nezha hadn't exactly done anything like this either. If he was being blunt, it was extremely awkward and weird for him. He was still grappling with whether he liked it or not.
So he's staring directly down at those hands, his gaze intense, trying to figure out his feelings. +
"That's really nice to hear! You need any help with anything? I don't mind doing some stuff around the temples if you're needing assistance!"
