He doesn't deserve the way Riku's grip stubbornly tightens, the way his mouth presses into an angry curl, eyes hard and suspecting. His explanation, however, stays his hand from doing something Riku might regret later, once he's backed away from the reflexive rage at the hint that something might have stolen into someone's mind or heart.
It tracks. There are spells that Riku's aware of that do the same thing. None of them involve the sort of thing he suspects.
Riku releases his hold, using that hand to flick at his own silver hair, "You're right. This isn't the time or place," he relents, turning to narrow his eyes in Vanitas' direction. There's no way it's not coming down to another altercation, if they remain in each other's presence.
Which is exactly why Riku chooses to remove himself, taking a few limping steps away, too proud to apologize.
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He doesn't deserve the way Riku's grip stubbornly tightens, the way his mouth presses into an angry curl, eyes hard and suspecting. His explanation, however, stays his hand from doing something Riku might regret later, once he's backed away from the reflexive rage at the hint that something might have stolen into someone's mind or heart.
It tracks. There are spells that Riku's aware of that do the same thing. None of them involve the sort of thing he suspects.
Riku releases his hold, using that hand to flick at his own silver hair, "You're right. This isn't the time or place," he relents, turning to narrow his eyes in Vanitas' direction. There's no way it's not coming down to another altercation, if they remain in each other's presence.
Which is exactly why Riku chooses to remove himself, taking a few limping steps away, too proud to apologize.