[The touch to his wrist causes him to freeze after he's set down the glasses. He's flustered enough by the contact and the bit of chroma just from the touch that he glances away from making eye contact, but manages to nod.]
Alright...I think I'll have the wine, then. [He speaks quietly, daring another look at Kanda as he allows him to take care of it. Even when the hand is no longer on his wrist he feels the lingering warmth from the touch on his skin, or it's his imagination and he's losing his mind.]
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Date: 2019-10-27 10:37 pm (UTC)Alright...I think I'll have the wine, then. [He speaks quietly, daring another look at Kanda as he allows him to take care of it. Even when the hand is no longer on his wrist he feels the lingering warmth from the touch on his skin, or it's his imagination and he's losing his mind.]