[Whether it's a matter of sensitivity or simply not expecting the contact is difficult to say; what is immediately evident is the sharp intake of breath, the soft hiss of air between his teeth at the shift, and it takes him a moment to realize that he's stopped with what he's doing at Schwann's neck. He resumes once he realizes; however, it doesn't change the fact that he's gone very tense, and eventually his free hand finds Schwann's wrist to stop him - it isn't a rebuke, far from, though he takes a moment to calm himself before he says anything.]
No.
[His gaze shifts a bit, somewhere between awkwardness and just...trying to get his bearings back.
He's still toying with Schwann's hair a little, despite himself.]
It isn't a reprimand; you've done nothing wrong. But we shouldn't. Not...beyond this.
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No.
[His gaze shifts a bit, somewhere between awkwardness and just...trying to get his bearings back.
He's still toying with Schwann's hair a little, despite himself.]
It isn't a reprimand; you've done nothing wrong. But we shouldn't. Not...beyond this.