[ If Rhy notices him staring (or blushing), he doesn't give much indication. But he also certainly doesn't move away or try to disentangle himself from Wilhelm. When their fingers lace together, he squeezes back, and rests his forehead for a moment on the boy's shoulder. ]
I'm okay. [ he whispers back, as if still convincing himself just as much as his guest.
Eventually, when Wilhelm moves again, he lifts his head and then gives him some space. ]
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I'm okay. [ he whispers back, as if still convincing himself just as much as his guest.
Eventually, when Wilhelm moves again, he lifts his head and then gives him some space. ]
Yes. Excellent idea.
[ Rhy manages a smile; it looks a little worn. ]
Thanks.