[Of course Claude would encourage him to be reckless. To "cut loose" as it were. But there's something different about it, not teasing exactly or at least not in the same way. Something charged in the way he says it, expectant almost and that alone is enough to make his heart skip a beat. His fingers curl around Claude's arm instead of merely resting against him and he matches that step drawn into the other in a way that is at once terrifying and exhilarating.]
Khalid... [An uncertain, breathless murmur, not entirely sure what he's meant to be answering exactly. It feels as though the question is so much deeper than merely a comment on his laugh. So instead he hovers, caught between those two emotions and utterly unprepared to commit to either.]
I.... might need your help. Figuring out how, I mean.
[To cut loose? To enjoy himself at all? To figure out what this tension between them is?
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Khalid... [An uncertain, breathless murmur, not entirely sure what he's meant to be answering exactly. It feels as though the question is so much deeper than merely a comment on his laugh. So instead he hovers, caught between those two emotions and utterly unprepared to commit to either.]
I.... might need your help. Figuring out how, I mean.
[To cut loose? To enjoy himself at all? To figure out what this tension between them is?
Even he's not sure what he means anymore.]