[Gokudera can feel the irritation, but he's only concerned because the other guy started it! He's just amplifying what he's feeling, spreading it between them so it won't be so burdensome.
He looks down, fringe helping to shadow his expression as he thinks over how he's feeling. He can't talk to him, since they have to be silent, and those things he's lost he's already starting to accept.
It's more than just losing a lover, for him. There are memories that have been wiped, literal pain from the damage and alterations made to his body. Things he can't say, but hints that are visible. There's a little shame rising up through the pain of acknowledging his feelings, a sense of self-hatred and loneliness.]
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He looks down, fringe helping to shadow his expression as he thinks over how he's feeling. He can't talk to him, since they have to be silent, and those things he's lost he's already starting to accept.
It's more than just losing a lover, for him. There are memories that have been wiped, literal pain from the damage and alterations made to his body. Things he can't say, but hints that are visible. There's a little shame rising up through the pain of acknowledging his feelings, a sense of self-hatred and loneliness.]