[Seconds pass like minutes as he watches Tal picking his nails. This conversation shouldn't be terrifying, but it is just that. Potentially losing Tal over something like this just seems...
Well whatever it seems, Tal keeps him from dwelling on it for long. Lance looks down at their joined hands, feeling uncertain all over again on how to respond. He neither pulls his hand away nor reacts favorably, just biting his lower lip for a few seconds to think.]
...that's a relief.
[He turns his hand over to wrap his fingers around Tal's and gives his hand a gentle squeeze. Then he lets go and moves his hand away. Now that this is the conclusion he's reached, it's best not to give mixed messages any more.]
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Well whatever it seems, Tal keeps him from dwelling on it for long. Lance looks down at their joined hands, feeling uncertain all over again on how to respond. He neither pulls his hand away nor reacts favorably, just biting his lower lip for a few seconds to think.]
...that's a relief.
[He turns his hand over to wrap his fingers around Tal's and gives his hand a gentle squeeze. Then he lets go and moves his hand away. Now that this is the conclusion he's reached, it's best not to give mixed messages any more.]
You're really important to me, too, Tal.