[He can't feel it, unfortunately, due to the gloves he's wearing (especially his left hand, considering it is still bandaged beneath the glove). But he hesitates for a moment, staring at that hand as if it will be the death of him if he touches it.
Don't mind the slight shaking in his own as he lifts his hand to take it. And the grip might be a little stronger than necessary, sorry about that. He's also going to spend a decent pause staring in almost wonder at their now clasped hands before looking at Yuyuko's face instead.]
...that...would be acceptable.
[He's holding someone's hand. Someone who isn't Hinata. Someone who is a Queen of the Dead. And whom he just met. He is a mixed bag of uncertain, elated and vaguely terrified, though he looks stoic as ever.
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Don't mind the slight shaking in his own as he lifts his hand to take it. And the grip might be a little stronger than necessary, sorry about that. He's also going to spend a decent pause staring in almost wonder at their now clasped hands before looking at Yuyuko's face instead.]
...that...would be acceptable.
[He's holding someone's hand. Someone who isn't Hinata. Someone who is a Queen of the Dead. And whom he just met. He is a mixed bag of uncertain, elated and vaguely terrified, though he looks stoic as ever.
After you...]