[ There may be. They haven't gotten out to the computer labs yet, there might be ways to open entire walls. Seriously. Who keeps people in glass cases?
But Yuki stepping up to him and focusing on his face is surprisingly grounding, and he takes a moment to lean his head down and rest his forehead against Yukito's. ]
I didn't hurt myself. Are you all right? Is your hand bothering you a lot?
[ Touya hasn't quite talked with enough people to be sure, but he's passed along enough glass cases to know that everyone has writing on their palms. That it can be felt... well. That's a guess.
Then he steps back... and his eyes fall on the glasses he was just grumbling about. He leans away only to pick them up, then gently places them in Yuki's (unbranded) hand. ]
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But Yuki stepping up to him and focusing on his face is surprisingly grounding, and he takes a moment to lean his head down and rest his forehead against Yukito's. ]
I didn't hurt myself. Are you all right? Is your hand bothering you a lot?
[ Touya hasn't quite talked with enough people to be sure, but he's passed along enough glass cases to know that everyone has writing on their palms. That it can be felt... well. That's a guess.
Then he steps back... and his eyes fall on the glasses he was just grumbling about. He leans away only to pick them up, then gently places them in Yuki's (unbranded) hand. ]
There.