(Kanda receives the touch, intending to hold his own palm against Todoroki's. He can feel warmth against his skin, it's not something that strikes up concern or interest outside the particular sense of the chroma tingling beneath his flesh-- or between both of their skin. From himself to Todoroki or from the other man to Kanda. His eyes watch the hands as if the more he stared the more he would be able to interpret what was happening.
He wasn't confident he understood this response and though it may be unique to this world, he can't help but wonder if some of the scientists back home might have a better explanation for what is happening between Todoroki and himself. As if it were yet to be discovered - a better way in connecting with one another, a more efficient way? Or did this make things more complicated?
This was the first time he'd held onto someone here, like this, purposely for this alone. Todoroki was the only person here he felt safe enough to do so, in any case. Kanda finally pulls his hand back and his fingertips purposely draw down the other man's larger hand and pinch together in a caress at the center of Todoroki's palm. He pulls his hand back then, his forefinger and thumb pressed together, and he looks at his fingers, as if he was pulling a thread from the other's flesh - but nothing was there, save for the residual feeling of the man's chroma.)
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Date: 2019-10-30 01:54 am (UTC)He wasn't confident he understood this response and though it may be unique to this world, he can't help but wonder if some of the scientists back home might have a better explanation for what is happening between Todoroki and himself. As if it were yet to be discovered - a better way in connecting with one another, a more efficient way? Or did this make things more complicated?
This was the first time he'd held onto someone here, like this, purposely for this alone. Todoroki was the only person here he felt safe enough to do so, in any case. Kanda finally pulls his hand back and his fingertips purposely draw down the other man's larger hand and pinch together in a caress at the center of Todoroki's palm. He pulls his hand back then, his forefinger and thumb pressed together, and he looks at his fingers, as if he was pulling a thread from the other's flesh - but nothing was there, save for the residual feeling of the man's chroma.)