[Okay, there's a flinch and even a bit of a cringe. He's okay, really okay confronting Gamzee, but when the other troll actually reaches for him, it's a combination of really not being used to touch, and the memory of his face looking down at him while he culls him, and for a moment his blood pusher is pounding a mile a minute.
He takes a step back, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.]
Fine, then. It seems, we can't convince one another.
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He takes a step back, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.]
Fine, then. It seems, we can't convince one another.