[ not that way she says, but what's there? curious, midori begins to move his fingers slow because he doesn't know how good her sign is. must be difficult when he has no face, but she should know the basic make-up to make heads or tails of his expressions.
what's there?
even without her voice, actions speak louder than words as he's pulled away, and he allows himself to be tugged. one step after the other, not tripping over his own feet as they make their way properly to the school.
if she still has her hand on him, she can tell that he's relatively warm despite his clothes being drenched, just like a normal human body would be if they regulated their own warmth. yep! ]
[Mostly a note to herself rather than her saying anything to him, specifically as she tries to grab his hand, specifically to open his palm. She can probably use this method to communicate as well, even if it's a little more intimate than she'd like
If he lets her, though, she'll switch gears to writing on his palm.
[She pouts a little bit, thankful that he can't actually see before sighing raggedly. Okay, fine, this works out. She'll deal with it. That's when she pulls him towards the school. Let's at least get back inside. It's freezing out.]
[ as they're walking, he brushes his thumb in the center of her palm to speak. at least she doesn't have to start it first to embarrass herself, but midori's body is pretty much that in itself.
your clothes aren't in a bedroom?
cute of him to draw the question mark as well, curious as to why they're going to a locker. that normally isn't the staple of keeping clothes, perhaps if she said closet... ]
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what's there?
even without her voice, actions speak louder than words as he's pulled away, and he allows himself to be tugged. one step after the other, not tripping over his own feet as they make their way properly to the school.
if she still has her hand on him, she can tell that he's relatively warm despite his clothes being drenched, just like a normal human body would be if they regulated their own warmth. yep! ]
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[Mostly a note to herself rather than her saying anything to him, specifically as she tries to grab his hand, specifically to open his palm. She can probably use this method to communicate as well, even if it's a little more intimate than she'd like
If he lets her, though, she'll switch gears to writing on his palm.
It's much faster, anyway.]
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thinking that she wants to lead him in this way, at least he's not going to slips his fingers between her own. ]
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[She pouts a little bit, thankful that he can't actually see before sighing raggedly. Okay, fine, this works out. She'll deal with it. That's when she pulls him towards the school. Let's at least get back inside. It's freezing out.]
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your clothes aren't in a bedroom?
cute of him to draw the question mark as well, curious as to why they're going to a locker. that normally isn't the staple of keeping clothes, perhaps if she said closet... ]