He's still a little bemused but, if Demyx says its okay (more or less) then...
Ienzo resumes rubbing the spot between the lures, shifting so the Mer's leg can twitch without worrying his hip too much. But he doesn't move away, adjusting so Demyx can rest his head back on his lap if he wants.
He gives it minute or so, before changing the pace and pressure, scritching a bit closer to the base of one of the lures-if they're connected to nerves is there a chance they're more sensitive around here? He wonders.
There's a chance Ienzo's playing with fire but. He wants to know! For...'science'
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He's still a little bemused but, if Demyx says its okay (more or less) then...
Ienzo resumes rubbing the spot between the lures, shifting so the Mer's leg can twitch without worrying his hip too much. But he doesn't move away, adjusting so Demyx can rest his head back on his lap if he wants.
He gives it minute or so, before changing the pace and pressure, scritching a bit closer to the base of one of the lures-if they're connected to nerves is there a chance they're more sensitive around here? He wonders.
There's a chance Ienzo's playing with fire but. He wants to know! For...'science'