[it isn't a very good answer, but it puts him at-ease all the same.
and having fingers run over his wrist is incredibly distracting; it isn't long before he starts fidgeting, trying not to giggle as nerves light up in unexpected places. it's almost feels ticklish, and the only reason he's eventually able to settle is because he sends his fidgeting impulse straight to his remaining set of toes.]
Mm... I think he...
[and then he has to think about it, past the distracting sensations and through his admittedly somewhat-foggy memory of the couple of times they've been close. and after a considerable pause, he suddenly laughs, clapping his bad hand to his mouth to catch the sound.]
...I don't think he has.
[at least half of his face is set into a lopsided grin behind his fingers.]
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and having fingers run over his wrist is incredibly distracting; it isn't long before he starts fidgeting, trying not to giggle as nerves light up in unexpected places. it's almost feels ticklish, and the only reason he's eventually able to settle is because he sends his fidgeting impulse straight to his remaining set of toes.]
Mm... I think he...
[and then he has to think about it, past the distracting sensations and through his admittedly somewhat-foggy memory of the couple of times they've been close. and after a considerable pause, he suddenly laughs, clapping his bad hand to his mouth to catch the sound.]
...I don't think he has.
[at least half of his face is set into a lopsided grin behind his fingers.]