Asuka (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} antabaka) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} clockwork_rp, |
Asuka had paused when she felt Shinji's hand on her arm, her eyes immediately flickering to it. She stared, unsure of what to do. She'd gotten so used to going back to her old habits of strength and irritation that she'd completely forgotten what it had been like in the end - after she'd gotten over his initial reaction, after things had calmed down and her mind had felt a little less broken. She hadn't jumped away from his touch in so long and it almost felt strange and foreign to her at this point. She wasn't sure how to handle it, the usual disregard for his affection seeming so... ill placed at the moment after everything he had been through.
Swallowing roughly, she nodded, looking away from him and eventually pulling her arm away to wrap it around herself. She hugged her torso in discomfort, looking off in the distance, wondering just why it was that she had been able to jog his memory, make him come back. It had to be because no one else had tried. That was it. He couldn't think of any other logical reason.
"Anta baka?" She said in a more teasing tone - her usual phrase that she always directed at him in anger was meant almost more affectionately in that moment. "Like I'd just leave you looking like more of a fool then usual." She gave him a usual, confident smirk, before standing and walking over towards the wall so she could lean against it, looking at the door for a moment before averting her eyes to the floor.
"I um... I imagine Nagisa is wondering where you are at this point," she said finally, not wanting him to leave but not wanting to risk the thought of Sakura finding them either. She shuffled some on her feet, glancing over her shoulder at him for a moment, carefully, as though debating asking him to stay with her. It would be ridiculous - she didn't need to prove that she needed him as much as she said she'd had. She'd just said it to get him back to normal, right?
She could pretend at least. Or at least hope that he didn't even remember it, which was the preferred choice. She wasn't in a very good place for lying.
Swallowing roughly, she nodded, looking away from him and eventually pulling her arm away to wrap it around herself. She hugged her torso in discomfort, looking off in the distance, wondering just why it was that she had been able to jog his memory, make him come back. It had to be because no one else had tried. That was it. He couldn't think of any other logical reason.
"Anta baka?" She said in a more teasing tone - her usual phrase that she always directed at him in anger was meant almost more affectionately in that moment. "Like I'd just leave you looking like more of a fool then usual." She gave him a usual, confident smirk, before standing and walking over towards the wall so she could lean against it, looking at the door for a moment before averting her eyes to the floor.
"I um... I imagine Nagisa is wondering where you are at this point," she said finally, not wanting him to leave but not wanting to risk the thought of Sakura finding them either. She shuffled some on her feet, glancing over her shoulder at him for a moment, carefully, as though debating asking him to stay with her. It would be ridiculous - she didn't need to prove that she needed him as much as she said she'd had. She'd just said it to get him back to normal, right?
She could pretend at least. Or at least hope that he didn't even remember it, which was the preferred choice. She wasn't in a very good place for lying.