Their hands brush, and Anna doesn't pull away, and with great focus and determination, neither does Tsukasa. He remains there, drags in a slow breath, and pauses.]
Y-yeah. Like that... is fine.
[He swallows, clears his throat, and:]
We should probably get going... don't wanna miss the train.
[... But before he steps forward, he gathers all of his courage, shifts his hand just a little bit, and hooks their pinkies together. Loose, and light, and easy for her to pull away from if he's read the signs wrong, but... something.]
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Their hands brush, and Anna doesn't pull away, and with great focus and determination, neither does Tsukasa. He remains there, drags in a slow breath, and pauses.]
Y-yeah. Like that... is fine.
[He swallows, clears his throat, and:]
We should probably get going... don't wanna miss the train.
[... But before he steps forward, he gathers all of his courage, shifts his hand just a little bit, and hooks their pinkies together. Loose, and light, and easy for her to pull away from if he's read the signs wrong, but... something.]