Re: In-person: Selina & Robert
[She may have known him - or at least known someone so very like him as to be nearly the same - but he didn't know her nearly as well, and it left them on uneven ground. Set even more uneven by that itch that was so new to the door. He'd been doing fine with it - spending time in the Tower, in the lab, and when he had gone out, while the interest was there, nothing had really set it off. Not until the slouching angle of that off the shoulder sweater. Green against pale. Silky black.
He shook his head and turned to his dresser, opening a drawer and digging through it blindly in hopes that the extra time would clear his mind a little. But when he turned back around, she was by his bag, touching, and he crossed the space quickly, emptyhanded until he wrapped his fingers around her slim wrist.] Don't touch. [The inside of that wrist was warm under his fingers, and being closer meant he stared more, breathed in.] Someone's looking for me. I don't know who. [His fingertips shifted on the fine skin of her wrist as he shook his head.] You need to go. [But, of course, he didn't let her go.]