[Manabu bristles instinctually, fingers curling in on themselves under the hand. his hair fluffs up a bit with a surge of static electricity that creeps from his shoulder and through his knuckles, emitting nothing more than a couple sparks - like touching a metal door handle after shuffling around in wool.]
Gih-! S-sorry! [he retracts his hand quickly, rubbing at the back of his neck and looking away in embarrassment.] Sorry...
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Gih-! S-sorry! [he retracts his hand quickly, rubbing at the back of his neck and looking away in embarrassment.] Sorry...