[ jayce huffs; it's well meaning, close to a laugh. he doesn't do much of that, as of late. ]
I wouldn't call these unwelcome, [ and with a gesture for the man's hand, he adds, softly: ] excuse me.
[ jayce's hovering palms, now a faint glow of gold, find a clinical hold just above one of sepiroth's lesser injuries. it is a genuinely gentle touch with the best intentions, and once the connection is made, the flood trickles through. slow. tranquil. and that, on top of the scrapes sizzling clean off flesh, a calmness is shared. ]
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I wouldn't call these unwelcome, [ and with a gesture for the man's hand, he adds, softly: ] excuse me.
[ jayce's hovering palms, now a faint glow of gold, find a clinical hold just above one of sepiroth's lesser injuries. it is a genuinely gentle touch with the best intentions, and once the connection is made, the flood trickles through. slow. tranquil. and that, on top of the scrapes sizzling clean off flesh, a calmness is shared. ]