[He's patient, stoic, unmoving until Rin takes the gift.
The now recently emptied hand hangs there impotently, and, unable to waste time like this, occupies itself with brushing a disheveled bit of hair away from the path of Rin's eyes.
Correcting him. Adjusting. Making things less intolerably imperfect.
You'll have to forgive him, Rin. It's just one of the few, physical ways in which he demonstrates affection.]
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The now recently emptied hand hangs there impotently, and, unable to waste time like this, occupies itself with brushing a disheveled bit of hair away from the path of Rin's eyes.
Correcting him. Adjusting. Making things less intolerably imperfect.
You'll have to forgive him, Rin. It's just one of the few, physical ways in which he demonstrates affection.]
Open it.