[ There's a flare of anger and hurt. All those feelings that rarely see the light of day clamor to the surface, crashing into one another, leaving him at a standstill unsure how to feel; only that he does - feel. That's how it's always been with Touya. Drawing all those feelings to the surface without even trying. In the end, they're too much, create a bottleneck and none make it to the surface intact before dying down as quickly as they flared to life.
Grey and teal look down, hiding the subtle change of expression from upset to forbearance. ]
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Grey and teal look down, hiding the subtle change of expression from upset to forbearance. ]
... I don't like it when you call her that.