[ ...That still seems like a mark or selflessness to her— what with him considering that not engaging would be a detriment to all— but his expression, intense as it is, seems to conflict with the righteousness of his words.
Touch, she imagines, must be (more or less) welcome between humans: welcome, nice, and good. He looks as if he’s been called to war, and that he is regarding his new duty of his just as seriously. This might be her first time, but she’s fairly certain that holding hands shouldn’t be a battle. ]
...When was the last time you’ve held hands with someone?
[ She continues to observe him in the same manner as before. ]
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Touch, she imagines, must be (more or less) welcome between humans: welcome, nice, and good. He looks as if he’s been called to war, and that he is regarding his new duty of his just as seriously. This might be her first time, but she’s fairly certain that holding hands shouldn’t be a battle. ]
...When was the last time you’ve held hands with someone?
[ She continues to observe him in the same manner as before. ]