[he doesn't even really register it, at first. He notices her touch first, and thinks that it's a nice gesture, even if it does make his heart speed up at a time when he probably can't really afford it--
and then he processes her words.
and he freezes, blinking and staring up at her as if for some sort of confirmation that he really did hear that--before he chuckles ruefully.]
I'm...glad it isn't just me, then...even if I am just imagining all of this.
[from the commotion, though, it does sound like Zen has almost returned.]
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and then he processes her words.
and he freezes, blinking and staring up at her as if for some sort of confirmation that he really did hear that--before he chuckles ruefully.]
I'm...glad it isn't just me, then...even if I am just imagining all of this.
[from the commotion, though, it does sound like Zen has almost returned.]