[That little ripple of irritation about her avoiding him grows when he notices how she keeps glancing away, seemingly unable to hold eye contact for more than a few seconds. It's only briefly disturbed when she's the one who reaches out to uncover his hair and see his damaged eye, the scars of his past mostly faded but still leaving their traces despite it being almost twenty years now. This wasn't what he meant when he told her to look at him, instead just wanting her to face him properly, so there's just a flicker of surprise when she does. He almost flinches when her fingers draw near, an instinctive reaction due to how long he's kept that side of him guarded with only medical professionals allowed near it.
But then she withdraws, and at first it seems like a logical action, but then she's suddenly standing and...ripping the length of her dress???
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Does it bother you that much?
[He's standing now, stepping towards not to grab the cloth but to once again get in her line of vision. Of course his words could be implying his eye, but it's not what he really means.]
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But then she withdraws, and at first it seems like a logical action, but then she's suddenly standing and...ripping the length of her dress???
...............]
Does it bother you that much?
[He's standing now, stepping towards not to grab the cloth but to once again get in her line of vision. Of course his words could be implying his eye, but it's not what he really means.]