[Salieri can't quiet prevent the way it feels like his heart stutters as Discord takes a step, comes closer--...I can only hope.--and leans against him. And it feels like he shouldn't quite dare to breathe; but then, that--and he can't help the small chuckle that stutters out of him, breaking whatever tension remained]
Terribly sorry. If it's any comfort, it's only most of the time. [Salieri finally releases his grip on his own wrist, letting his hands fall to his sides. And maybe kind of just...lets his pinky reach out to touch Discord's, gently]
2/2 whoops
Terribly sorry. If it's any comfort, it's only most of the time. [Salieri finally releases his grip on his own wrist, letting his hands fall to his sides. And maybe kind of just...lets his pinky reach out to touch Discord's, gently]