Much like Chihaya was now clad in crimson, Degarashi had his fair share of highlights not attributed to his inebriation or the cloth draped about his form. He was shivering, faintly, and attempting to swallow a heavy lump which had lodged itself within his throat.
His voice took on a mild dry rasp, as if he'd gone weeks without water. "I feel as though I'm already aware of that, Chihaya-san. It pains that part of me not to ask, but I would not have it rule my every decision, or yours. But I am no paragon of self restraint, either."
Degarashi leaned towards Chihaya, his hands, legs, and much of his body remaining far from her, as they had this entire time. But his lips disobeyed him and found her cheek, briefly. He retreated almost immediately, but the effort caused a slight delay that he fought hard not to extend.
When he sat back he was silent, the faint warmth of the brief contact lingering within the silken confines of his veil. He almost laughed. Even in violating her personal space, he still hadn't truly touched her.
_________________ Scorpion Clan - Courtier - Actor - Really Bland Looking - Evidently A Comedian - Third Wheel of Emma-O - The Scorpion's Poison Joke
Status: 1.0 - Glory: 1.0 - Honour: Honorless Dog
Typically carries: Wakizashi, parchment and charcoal, at least one medicine kit, a dark grey blanket, rope and grappling hook
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