[ he knew that— fear was in the past, not him as a person. it's why he never minded when others were scornful. they didn't know anything else, they weren't taught or shown otherwise, so he could . . . considerately understand them. he'd help them anyway. it's what falco's always done, all while fishing for a way to keep them from being forced down these paths. a work in progress that might've been to big for him to punch a dent in.
truth be told, falco is half reluctant at first, shying away from touching it until— he complies, keeps his fingers open and ready for the touch. nothing happens, and his shoulders ease from whatever tension it still held. ]
. . . Thank you. [ and to clarify: ] I know. I was just— worried. It almost felt like a coincidence.
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truth be told, falco is half reluctant at first, shying away from touching it until— he complies, keeps his fingers open and ready for the touch. nothing happens, and his shoulders ease from whatever tension it still held. ]
. . . Thank you. [ and to clarify: ] I know. I was just— worried. It almost felt like a coincidence.