[ He is struggling to make eye contact, struggling to be pleasant, to keep up the façade that he's detached enough to deal with this. This was fine. ]
Oh. Here. Allow me to take that for you.
[ He offers his arm to take her coat. It's the least he can do -- isn't it? Every time he so much as glances at her he finds his chest tightening, his breathing shuddering when he's trying to keep up appearances.
He should have seen if Akira could be here. Maybe he wouldn't feel as... terrified of the consequences. ]
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Oh. Here. Allow me to take that for you.
[ He offers his arm to take her coat. It's the least he can do -- isn't it? Every time he so much as glances at her he finds his chest tightening, his breathing shuddering when he's trying to keep up appearances.
He should have seen if Akira could be here. Maybe he wouldn't feel as... terrified of the consequences. ]