[When Gunmax gets flustered that way, it causes more of those...emotions. The really difficult to label ones. The one's he'd feel embarrassed to ask about, so he doesn't. It isn't as if they can blush anyhow.]
...!
[Which he would be doing, right now, as he stumbles forward.]
...Gunmax!
[It puts him torso to torso with Gunmax, his feet planted so he won't fall, his other hand gripping Gunmax's waist to steady himself. The reckless part...is that he leaves it there.]
Not at all. This was strategically planned.
[With plans that lie around him in failure. Still, he finds it difficult to complain, even if his chained hand reaches out to take Gunmax's chained wrist...and put it on his own waist.]
ACTION; I have no icon for this damnit
His techniques seemed to work.
[When Gunmax gets flustered that way, it causes more of those...emotions. The really difficult to label ones. The one's he'd feel embarrassed to ask about, so he doesn't. It isn't as if they can blush anyhow.]
...!
[Which he would be doing, right now, as he stumbles forward.]
...Gunmax!
[It puts him torso to torso with Gunmax, his feet planted so he won't fall, his other hand gripping Gunmax's waist to steady himself. The reckless part...is that he leaves it there.]
Not at all. This was strategically planned.
[With plans that lie around him in failure. Still, he finds it difficult to complain, even if his chained hand reaches out to take Gunmax's chained wrist...and put it on his own waist.]