[ No there's nothing remotely sexual about any of this anymore, and it's pretty obvious. He's no longer aroused and frankly right now doesn't really want to be, because the paranoid part of his mind would just see that as another potential way to be manipulated even if the rational part would find the paranoid part fucking retarded for thinking that. The touch is good, grounding, and he feels sort of like he's falling somehow, so it's appreciated.
Well, there isn't one because he isn't. Not yet, anyway, even if he is having trouble scraping together reasons why he shouldn't. Like that, what she's just said. She's never lied to him, not that he's aware of anyway, and he has almost no reason to think she would be right now beyond his own cracked world-view and skewed self-perspective. It's the lack of reasoning that makes him break eye contact again, the fact that he has to shake his head to indicate a negative that increases the pressure in his chest, the repression of yet more reaction. He looks off to the side, away from the touch of her hand, because he's starting to realize that he's disagreeing with her simply because he doesn't want to believe her, and that's a rather frightening thought. ]
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Well, there isn't one because he isn't. Not yet, anyway, even if he is having trouble scraping together reasons why he shouldn't. Like that, what she's just said. She's never lied to him, not that he's aware of anyway, and he has almost no reason to think she would be right now beyond his own cracked world-view and skewed self-perspective. It's the lack of reasoning that makes him break eye contact again, the fact that he has to shake his head to indicate a negative that increases the pressure in his chest, the repression of yet more reaction. He looks off to the side, away from the touch of her hand, because he's starting to realize that he's disagreeing with her simply because he doesn't want to believe her, and that's a rather frightening thought. ]