[tries not to tense at the touch, and is good at outwardly appearing more calm than she feels inside, so leans against him a little more, feeling that mix of anticipation, anxiety, and above all else the nagging reminder that this isn't a real date, this isn't a romantic comedy, and this isn't something she's allowed to get caught up in. Hashirama is a target. Madara wants to... kill this man. who has a brother. and sits alone at a bar and drinks by himself. this very lonely, very sad man. what could he possibly do to Madara, who has money, power, men at his disposal... why would the man she trusts most follow a man like that.]
[shifts a little, putting her hand over the one at her side, rubbing her thumb over his fingers. doesn't want to hurt him.]
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