Alright? [She echoes him, a tad confused and wary.
Her ears turn red and she shoots him a frustrated look (or she would if she could... see... How is she supposed to passive-aggressively show her exasperation and disapproval if she can't actually throw looks around???)] I wouldn't hold your hand anyhow.
[JEEZ.
But it's true she can't really follow him without holding onto something. His sleeve would probably be fine, even if she'd feel like a child doing so. Yuri purses her lips and moves toward him, then stops when she almost trips over herself attempting it.
SHe holds herself very still, embarrassed and aggravated-- she feels helpless and vulnerable and uggghhh. After a moment she just holds her hand out.] Your sleeve. [Before he gets the wrong idea by the gesture] Or something like that. That would work, wouldn't it?
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Her ears turn red and she shoots him a frustrated look (or she would if she could... see... How is she supposed to passive-aggressively show her exasperation and disapproval if she can't actually throw looks around???)] I wouldn't hold your hand anyhow.
[JEEZ.
But it's true she can't really follow him without holding onto something. His sleeve would probably be fine, even if she'd feel like a child doing so. Yuri purses her lips and moves toward him, then stops when she almost trips over herself attempting it.
SHe holds herself very still, embarrassed and aggravated-- she feels helpless and vulnerable and uggghhh. After a moment she just holds her hand out.] Your sleeve. [Before he gets the wrong idea by the gesture] Or something like that. That would work, wouldn't it?