[ Ah, the squeeze to his knee distracts him momentarily. He doesn't look away from Steinbeck. But he inhales subtly, selfishly soaking in the affection without a thought to moving it away. It takes him a beat too long to find the words. That wasn't what he'd meant, but he'd been so used to this happening for so long that he almost reacts like he normally would. ]
It... [ Usually, he'd go along with however he was misunderstood. But for once he swallows the rest of his translation and clarifies instead. ] ... I meant, you understood. Without even knowing.
[ His free hand shifts as he says it, slowly and easily stopped on its path for an approximation of where he thinks Steinbeck's heart should be. Though a moment later, it's already beginning its retreat. His voice is still heavy as it drifts without judgment-- ]
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2023-01-22 07:43 (UTC)It... [ Usually, he'd go along with however he was misunderstood. But for once he swallows the rest of his translation and clarifies instead. ] ... I meant, you understood. Without even knowing.
[ His free hand shifts as he says it, slowly and easily stopped on its path for an approximation of where he thinks Steinbeck's heart should be. Though a moment later, it's already beginning its retreat. His voice is still heavy as it drifts without judgment-- ]
I'll still tell you, if you'd like to know.