[That would be Zidane's tail shooting up in surprise, and then he winces at Somnus's grip. It's not only a little painful, but an ungloved hand would notice Zidane's skin was clammy to the touch.]
[Still, gritting his teeth for a second, he lifts his eyes from Somnus's hand on his arm. And when the older man stands, Zidane... doesn't. Between the shock and rush of adrenaline at being practically hissed at, there's another wave of dizziness and sweat. He shakes his head.]
What do you mean? Geez... I can't reach your arm if you're standing.
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[Still, gritting his teeth for a second, he lifts his eyes from Somnus's hand on his arm. And when the older man stands, Zidane... doesn't. Between the shock and rush of adrenaline at being practically hissed at, there's another wave of dizziness and sweat. He shakes his head.]
What do you mean? Geez... I can't reach your arm if you're standing.