[ Listen, he's sorry!?!?!? Honest, he really is, he's just kind of dying actually, give him that minute he asked for for real. ]
Ah... i-it's alright. I was mostly... just surprised, that's all.
[ His voice comes out meeker and even softer than usual.
He does take her hand though (sorry for dust from the floor, probably), keeping his eyes pointedly downcast and off to the side as he crawls to his feet from underneath the desk, this time careful enough to avoid further accidents. He's made enough of a mess and a fool of himself for one evening, thank you. He still can't quite manage to face her even once he's up though, the rest of what happened still fresh in his mind, so he only kind of... stands there... very coolly... like cool guys do. He even forgets to let go of her for a second, before he remembers it out of nowhere, a strangled noise of surprise in the back of his throat as he does so stiff-shouldered, like electrocuted.
...Yeah, the empty blackboard continues to be fascinating right now, he might really not be able to look at her for the next three years at this rate. Even though... he kind of wants to, in all honesty. He can't... shake the feeling her voice sounds familiar. ]
Th-Thank you. I can... um, see pretty clearly and I was able to count to ten in my head, so...
[ He'll be fine, is what he's trying to say, but the jury's still out on how convincing that sounds when it's followed by a wince and a flinch right away, thanks to him still running fingers through his hair. That spot... definitely feels like it might bruise. ]
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Ah... i-it's alright. I was mostly... just surprised, that's all.
[ His voice comes out meeker and even softer than usual.
He does take her hand though (sorry for dust from the floor, probably), keeping his eyes pointedly downcast and off to the side as he crawls to his feet from underneath the desk, this time careful enough to avoid further accidents. He's made enough of a mess and a fool of himself for one evening, thank you. He still can't quite manage to face her even once he's up though, the rest of what happened still fresh in his mind, so he only kind of... stands there... very coolly... like cool guys do. He even forgets to let go of her for a second, before he remembers it out of nowhere, a strangled noise of surprise in the back of his throat as he does so stiff-shouldered, like electrocuted.
...Yeah, the empty blackboard continues to be fascinating right now, he might really not be able to look at her for the next three years at this rate. Even though... he kind of wants to, in all honesty. He can't... shake the feeling her voice sounds familiar. ]
Th-Thank you. I can... um, see pretty clearly and I was able to count to ten in my head, so...
[ He'll be fine, is what he's trying to say, but the jury's still out on how convincing that sounds when it's followed by a wince and a flinch right away, thanks to him still running fingers through his hair. That spot... definitely feels like it might bruise. ]
...I'm sorry... for scaring you, too.