N-No, my skin just...does that? It's...er...no big deal!
[Yamaguchi's mind is yelling for him to pull away, to come up with SOME excuse to get the hell out before he somehow embarrasses himself further in this situation. And yet, despite that, he feels frozen in place. Like he's been prevented from moving somehow by the touch of Sakeguchi's hand on his head.]
Um, that's probably really weird! I'm sorry, I'm... [He doesn't know how to possibly explain how stupid he's acting right now without sounding utterly pathetic. Or worse, without giving Sakeguchi the impression this behavior is his fault instead of Yamaguchi's, for not knowing how to deal with an occurance like this. Just how inept is he!?]
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[Yamaguchi's mind is yelling for him to pull away, to come up with SOME excuse to get the hell out before he somehow embarrasses himself further in this situation. And yet, despite that, he feels frozen in place. Like he's been prevented from moving somehow by the touch of Sakeguchi's hand on his head.]
Um, that's probably really weird! I'm sorry, I'm... [He doesn't know how to possibly explain how stupid he's acting right now without sounding utterly pathetic. Or worse, without giving Sakeguchi the impression this behavior is his fault instead of Yamaguchi's, for not knowing how to deal with an occurance like this. Just how inept is he!?]