[Kyouya turned a little on the couch. A subtle enough movement, facing Sydni more and leaning forward just a bit. At the same time, he rested a bit more against the back of the couch, putting his arm along the back of it.
No contact, no, but a hint closer to it. An invitation to a kind of intimacy. Done with ease, as if it were entirely unconscious. As if he'd simply changed his position. Like he wasn't aware of every shift and the impression it could convey.
He wasn't allowed to actually be unaware of it.]
It sounds unbelievable.
Which is not meant to express doubt, of course. It's simply so far beyond my own understanding.
I've seen enough here to believe you. It simply baffles me. It must be incredible, even with the dangers you've mentioned. To have that ability to influence the world around you.
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No contact, no, but a hint closer to it. An invitation to a kind of intimacy. Done with ease, as if it were entirely unconscious. As if he'd simply changed his position. Like he wasn't aware of every shift and the impression it could convey.
He wasn't allowed to actually be unaware of it.]
It sounds unbelievable.
Which is not meant to express doubt, of course. It's simply so far beyond my own understanding.
I've seen enough here to believe you. It simply baffles me. It must be incredible, even with the dangers you've mentioned. To have that ability to influence the world around you.