[ there's a definite freeze to his expression there, because he generally hates people knowing, well, anything about him he hasn't decided to share — but that's not cora's fault, he assumes, the whole memory thing. at least it sounds like it wouldn't be something he'd voluntarily share.
and then —
by the end of it all, his expression has actually morphed from frozen discomfort to utterly horrified.
like he truly can imagine only a few things worse than people actually wanting to meet him.
he's used to people looking at him like he's a) crazy, b) dangerous, c) heartless, d) all of the above — not actually thinking that he's... you know. someone anyone should in any way be pleased to meet.
because he isn't. at all. which people should be aware of.
(in the end, in response, there's just. a long silence. sorry, cora-san, his thought process can be summed up as "does not compute" right now.) ]
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and then —
by the end of it all, his expression has actually morphed from frozen discomfort to utterly horrified.
like he truly can imagine only a few things worse than people actually wanting to meet him.
he's used to people looking at him like he's a) crazy, b) dangerous, c) heartless, d) all of the above — not actually thinking that he's... you know. someone anyone should in any way be pleased to meet.
because he isn't. at all. which people should be aware of.
(in the end, in response, there's just. a long silence. sorry, cora-san, his thought process can be summed up as "does not compute" right now.) ]