[ At first it seems like Inigo is just going to keep working, still staring at the plants, still tearing away at them.
But when that hand is joined by those soft words, Inigo stops in the middle of everything. One half of a plant is in one hand, the other half in the other, and it's like he just freezes on the spot, unmoving. Like he, too, is aware of just how rare this is for Senku, to a point where he can't just keep going on and pretend nothing is wrong when the other is going so far out of his way for him.
Still, he doesn't turn to look at the other, even now. Inigo just slightly bows his head before he slowly starts shaking it. ]
.. no. [ It doesn't sound harsh. It doesn't even sound as much like a protest as much as it sounds like a plea. Don't make him stop, please. His own voice is just as quiet as Senku's. ] I'm not.. This isn't enough yet. We're not safe yet.
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But when that hand is joined by those soft words, Inigo stops in the middle of everything. One half of a plant is in one hand, the other half in the other, and it's like he just freezes on the spot, unmoving. Like he, too, is aware of just how rare this is for Senku, to a point where he can't just keep going on and pretend nothing is wrong when the other is going so far out of his way for him.
Still, he doesn't turn to look at the other, even now. Inigo just slightly bows his head before he slowly starts shaking it. ]
.. no. [ It doesn't sound harsh. It doesn't even sound as much like a protest as much as it sounds like a plea. Don't make him stop, please. His own voice is just as quiet as Senku's. ] I'm not.. This isn't enough yet. We're not safe yet.