[ as their hands adjust, their fingers interlace with his, and a thumb gently brushes over it. ]

I'm not sure, and... I'm not too used to something like this either, so I understand. [ their other hand raises up to push some hair behind their ear, glancing off to the side a little. small fidget. they can feel their own cheeks heat up a little as they continue. it's strange feeling this way- strange, but not necessarily bad. aa ]

I... am glad that, if it had to be someone I got to connect with, it was you.