It's the same like before, or some kind of familiar ghost. Tidus watches Roland offer his own SCA and thinks that he's crazy. A reaction he can't help, and he wants to keep them both inside now.
--and that's before he hears what Senku did, throwing him a look after 'I took it off' registers in his ears, bewildered and with words behind his teeth. But he chews them down instead, waiting. Letting Senku speak until he does.
"Yeah well, you were lucky." And he's ready to speak and explain, but he holds, pauses. Arms folding tighter around his abdomen, a glance taken aside. Shame bringing his words down a sombre note.
"...When I took mine off on a platform, I could barely breathe, and-- and it was like I was getting crushed. Pushed down."
A beat, and he adds just as uncomfortably, as avoidant of any eye, "That isn't a me thing."
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--and that's before he hears what Senku did, throwing him a look after 'I took it off' registers in his ears, bewildered and with words behind his teeth. But he chews them down instead, waiting. Letting Senku speak until he does.
"Yeah well, you were lucky." And he's ready to speak and explain, but he holds, pauses. Arms folding tighter around his abdomen, a glance taken aside. Shame bringing his words down a sombre note.
"...When I took mine off on a platform, I could barely breathe, and-- and it was like I was getting crushed. Pushed down."
A beat, and he adds just as uncomfortably, as avoidant of any eye, "That isn't a me thing."