[Fukami sets his coat and scarf aside, watching Shiro. It's probably hard to notice the glaze to his normally sharp eyes, but nevertheless the pain is taking its toll on him. Even though he's doing his best not to show so.
The tentacle that Shiro starts at twitches in reaction at the first bit of daubing and one of Fukami's hands jerks in a short, aborted violent motion. Ever hear about how tentacles can move independently? Yeah. Fukami's concentrating quite a lot in order to keep it still.]
...So, you know what you're doing. [It's all he says, for now.]
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The tentacle that Shiro starts at twitches in reaction at the first bit of daubing and one of Fukami's hands jerks in a short, aborted violent motion. Ever hear about how tentacles can move independently? Yeah. Fukami's concentrating quite a lot in order to keep it still.]
...So, you know what you're doing. [It's all he says, for now.]