Despite Inigo having been the one to put his hand on top of Roland's in the first place, he apparently didn't see it coming that the other would actually move that hand to hold Inigo's in turn. It's obvious too - just that slight moment of surprise, a near-startled look crossing his eyes as he suddenly feels his hand being enveloped so firmly.
The surprise snaps his gaze from the hands back up to Roland's eyes, and Inigo feels a warmth creeping up on his face, the telltale sign that a blush must be appearing on his cheeks, crawling all the way up to his ears. It's just.. too much. The way Roland is holding his hand, those words he's saying.. It's more positive affirmation at once than Inigo is used to, and it leaves his throat dry, speechless for a moment.
It's so odd. Roland can't be much older than him. Maybe just a few years. But the way he speaks, that look in his eyes, why does it feel so much like..
Inigo has to bend his head for a moment, blush bright on his face despite the fatigue he managed to hide well. Thank Naga Roland is actually giving him a question to focus on, otherwise Inigo wouldn't have any idea what to say.
"I.. I haven't," he honestly admits. There are many things Inigo would bluff over, but not about something that would concern Roland's safety. The last thing he wants to do is pretend to know what he's doing and hurt the other. He slowly manages to lift his head again. "Are you sure you don't mind doing it yourself..? It must be awful. M-- Maybe I could find someone for you who knows how to do it.."
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The surprise snaps his gaze from the hands back up to Roland's eyes, and Inigo feels a warmth creeping up on his face, the telltale sign that a blush must be appearing on his cheeks, crawling all the way up to his ears. It's just.. too much. The way Roland is holding his hand, those words he's saying.. It's more positive affirmation at once than Inigo is used to, and it leaves his throat dry, speechless for a moment.
It's so odd. Roland can't be much older than him. Maybe just a few years. But the way he speaks, that look in his eyes, why does it feel so much like..
Inigo has to bend his head for a moment, blush bright on his face despite the fatigue he managed to hide well. Thank Naga Roland is actually giving him a question to focus on, otherwise Inigo wouldn't have any idea what to say.
"I.. I haven't," he honestly admits. There are many things Inigo would bluff over, but not about something that would concern Roland's safety. The last thing he wants to do is pretend to know what he's doing and hurt the other. He slowly manages to lift his head again. "Are you sure you don't mind doing it yourself..? It must be awful. M-- Maybe I could find someone for you who knows how to do it.."