Not really. [But,] You looked like you were worried.
[As if he's ever held a hand before. Inside he's troubled, mixed up, trying to appear more calm than he is and very much stuck on the last things said. So, to give some semblance of reassurance, he squeezes lightly to say it's fine, and flimsy wall-of-frost dissipates. Cool exterior shading the warmth beneath. And though he's barely more than voice, his features shift from neutral calm to studious, bright curiosity, noting the wolf of course, next; and already he's peering aside to try to glimpse a better look at things. Hummingbird-buzzing along his skin before he's lifting small, inked hand in his—and maybe it's obvious more from this he's never seen a real tattoo before. Turning it over in both his palms and clearly distracted more than anything else. His widening eyes are too honest, and likely she'll find him peering back, debating internally what to voice as if he's seemingly far less sure of himself. Still examining ink on skin with obvious fixed, unblinking interest. Curious awe still intact. He wants to ask, though he's reluctant.
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Not really. [But,] You looked like you were worried.
[As if he's ever held a hand before. Inside he's troubled, mixed up, trying to appear more calm than he is and very much stuck on the last things said. So, to give some semblance of reassurance, he squeezes lightly to say it's fine, and flimsy wall-of-frost dissipates. Cool exterior shading the warmth beneath. And though he's barely more than voice, his features shift from neutral calm to studious, bright curiosity, noting the wolf of course, next; and already he's peering aside to try to glimpse a better look at things. Hummingbird-buzzing along his skin before he's lifting small, inked hand in his—and maybe it's obvious more from this he's never seen a real tattoo before. Turning it over in both his palms and clearly distracted more than anything else. His widening eyes are too honest, and likely she'll find him peering back, debating internally what to voice as if he's seemingly far less sure of himself. Still examining ink on skin with obvious fixed, unblinking interest. Curious awe still intact. He wants to ask, though he's reluctant.
He doesn't dare to touch the lines themselves.]
Is this symbol... important to you?
[If he can ask?]