[It was like a flutter passed over his wrist and coursed up his arm. Instead of pain, which was usually what came with said flutter, it felt nearly numbing. Up to his very shoulder, Caim realised that he didn't understand what such a gesture meant. The moment with Chiyo was nothing like any moment he'd ever had with Ai.
And to be fair, perhaps he might have felt it with Furiae, but... More tears came with the memories of the princess of nothingness. Not his, of course, but hers. Mistletoe certainly had been a thing that year. Mistletoe and forgiveness...]
...Hm?
[Because he didn't understand what she was trying to say, so he visibly loosened his grasp. He didn't need to hold her hand, or for her to hold his.]
I suppose I ought to let that go.
[And he did. Because he was sometimes polite like that.]
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And to be fair, perhaps he might have felt it with Furiae, but... More tears came with the memories of the princess of nothingness. Not his, of course, but hers. Mistletoe certainly had been a thing that year. Mistletoe and forgiveness...]
...Hm?
[Because he didn't understand what she was trying to say, so he visibly loosened his grasp. He didn't need to hold her hand, or for her to hold his.]
I suppose I ought to let that go.
[And he did. Because he was sometimes polite like that.]