http://goldenpride.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] goldenpride.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs 2008-05-23 04:18 am (UTC)

He shrugged and looked away for a brief moment, averting Greed's eyes. "No I...I.." He stuttered. What the hell was going on with him? How could this be happening? Why was this happening? He was feeling incredibly vulnerable now and instead of hating it, it came as a type of comforting feeling. The emotion that followed being taken care of was one that he wasn't familiar with. He didn't know just how to react or how to simply go a long with it. "I'm sorry...I..Didn't mean anything by it.." He was getting slightly nervous now. In fact, there was a sickening feeling of butterflies in his stomach. He wanted to squash that nervous feeling and lock it away. He was a homunculus, not a damn human. Even so, this feeling seemed inviting. He could have turned and left right there, could have, maybe should have, but didn't. Instead he stayed and locked eyes with the other sin. "Why am I feeling like this? It's...I.." He shook his head. "This is awkward.."

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