[ he was sort of just half listening to their conversation, distracted as he is by finn's hand. he's also been very much ignoring the glances bren and ryker keep sending him, some weird combination of sympathetic and exasperated. yuri practically preens when he has finn's attention again--
only to whine and lightly slap his arm with his other hand. ]
My hands are plenty big!
[ the lady doth protest too much, if the way his fingers definitely only reach to the last knuckle on finn's is any indication. ]
Perfect for holding, anyway. Which... you can, you know. If the mood ever strikes you.
[ please be dark enough in here that the way his ears go red is hidden. please, please, please. ]
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only to whine and lightly slap his arm with his other hand. ]
My hands are plenty big!
[ the lady doth protest too much, if the way his fingers definitely only reach to the last knuckle on finn's is any indication. ]
Perfect for holding, anyway. Which... you can, you know. If the mood ever strikes you.
[ please be dark enough in here that the way his ears go red is hidden. please, please, please. ]