Agent York (
ratherbelocky
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2015-10-25 10:13 pm (UTC)
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Well, my clothes came with a--uh.
[He blinks, and it's clear again how unused he's become to touch, to contact, when he'd always been the one to offer or ask for a hand.
York tilts his head just slightly into Carolina's hand, huffs a laugh in spite of how unhappy he is about his new role as Beast Boy.]
Hff, okay, hey there. What are you doing?
[His fur is so soft. Like
stroking the fluffiest puppy
.]
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[He blinks, and it's clear again how unused he's become to touch, to contact, when he'd always been the one to offer or ask for a hand.
York tilts his head just slightly into Carolina's hand, huffs a laugh in spite of how unhappy he is about his new role as Beast Boy.]
Hff, okay, hey there. What are you doing?
[His fur is so soft. Like stroking the fluffiest puppy.]