The stranger sitting down close, touching Clay's hair, makes Ranuccio clench his jaw.
Not that he could put it in so many words, of course, but it was so damned delicate, so difficult to find Clay wherever he was, to reach him...he resents the intrusion, protective of Clay, althought he can see this guy wants to help.
And there's no telling if Clay is going to come back bringing the darkness or the voices with him, and that would be bad. It's for Clay's protection, but for the stranger's too, that Ranuccio glares at him, signing to move a little away.
Then Clay moves a little, and Ranuccio's attention focuses on him. A hand moves, just a little...Ranuccio offers his fingers, under Clay's, barely touching...
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Not that he could put it in so many words, of course, but it was so damned delicate, so difficult to find Clay wherever he was, to reach him...he resents the intrusion, protective of Clay, althought he can see this guy wants to help.
And there's no telling if Clay is going to come back bringing the darkness or the voices with him, and that would be bad. It's for Clay's protection, but for the stranger's too, that Ranuccio glares at him, signing to move a little away.
Then Clay moves a little, and Ranuccio's attention focuses on him. A hand moves, just a little...Ranuccio offers his fingers, under Clay's, barely touching...