[he hangs his head looking away from her. he squeezes it back, and holds her hand as if his life depended on it.
He still can't bear to talk, but the strength of his hold carries all the weight and conviction he can't voice then since he's way too scared.
He sniffles a little, but looks away, pretending he isn't. Birdman said no one liked him, but he felt like that maybe he was wrong now. He really had been avoiding everyone for a while. He didn't even know where Subaru was right now. He hadn't checked in on hardly anyone in days.
But maybe Birdman was right. This was a lot to take in either way. He needed to know.]