(There were many things to learn about Gansey, and Kieren had been rather diligent in the study of his roommate. In subtle ways, of course. He respected Gansey far too much to pry more than necessary. All the same, by now, he certainly realizes when Gansey is bothered by something.
He's just put down his bookbag and looked up, and in all of three seconds realizes that something has happened. Gansey looks a bit caged with his arms wrapped up around their beloved deer-child.)
Fine. (He answers, but is already cutting across the room to rest his hands on Gansey's arms and stop him from pacing. He digs his thumbs in gently, hoping for a bit of a massage sort of effect.)
But you're clearly not. What happened? (He angles his head a bit, staring Gansey in the face.)
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He's just put down his bookbag and looked up, and in all of three seconds realizes that something has happened. Gansey looks a bit caged with his arms wrapped up around their beloved deer-child.)
Fine. (He answers, but is already cutting across the room to rest his hands on Gansey's arms and stop him from pacing. He digs his thumbs in gently, hoping for a bit of a massage sort of effect.)
But you're clearly not. What happened? (He angles his head a bit, staring Gansey in the face.)