( it's not that vida's opposed to touch, but — he's not all that used to it, standing a little rigidly as puppy pokes and prods and tugs at him, but he lets him do what he wants anyway. even through his mild discomfort, he still has it in him to chide: ) I told you.
( he keeps his expression schooled into something fairly neutral even as about a thousand thoughts race through his mind, faster than his glitching takes, even if he looks a little stoic with his mouth drawn into a straight line, brow furrowed as his eyes scan over puppy's features. despite going to a school full of people with magnificent, unbelievable powers, he can't help but want to stay skeptical despite what's plain before his very eyes.
except. his furrowed brow deepens. ) We're the same height, silly.
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( he keeps his expression schooled into something fairly neutral even as about a thousand thoughts race through his mind, faster than his glitching takes, even if he looks a little stoic with his mouth drawn into a straight line, brow furrowed as his eyes scan over puppy's features. despite going to a school full of people with magnificent, unbelievable powers, he can't help but want to stay skeptical despite what's plain before his very eyes.
except. his furrowed brow deepens. ) We're the same height, silly.