[He's tense in Akira's grasp, but allows it, squirming as he walks and visibly trying to not recoil from his hand. He sort of sags in relief when Akira releases him on his own, reaching up to idly tuck his hair behind his ears several times, like a nervous tic.]
Um, Kuru-- ... [He grimaces, briefly, squaring his shoulders and raising his voice, almost a little too loudly.] Akira, [He shrinks back from his own voice, wheezing without opening his mouth. He reaches out to brush his fingers over the back of Akira's hand, and tries again, more reasonably.] ...Akira.
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Um, Kuru-- ... [He grimaces, briefly, squaring his shoulders and raising his voice, almost a little too loudly.] Akira, [He shrinks back from his own voice, wheezing without opening his mouth. He reaches out to brush his fingers over the back of Akira's hand, and tries again, more reasonably.] ...Akira.