"Wh-" The question is lost as he grabs my arm, sending a jolt through me- a very literal one, his light is brighter even than the natural light of the sun. I turn my arm and grasp his wrist in return, but if it hurts him the way it does me, he makes no mention of it, no indication.
"I don't-" He's dragging me along, and I fall into step with him easily enough.
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Date: 2015-01-31 05:18 am (UTC)"I don't-" He's dragging me along, and I fall into step with him easily enough.