The look on her face is enough for him to enjoy and hate it all at once. There's that feeling in his skin and it only makes his hand draw up again to scratch in a different location. Luckily not enough to bother him long and his hands drop down to his pockets again to take their place while she stutters and looks like a deer in the headlights.
"I don't care about the rest of them. I asked you." He says decisively, trying to keep her on task. "The rest of them can make their own decisions, you're not a sheep are you?"
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Date: 2022-06-01 02:14 am (UTC)"I don't care about the rest of them. I asked you." He says decisively, trying to keep her on task. "The rest of them can make their own decisions, you're not a sheep are you?"