[Hank goes stiff, eyes wide, then looks down, pursing his lips and sucking on his teeth just for some little gesture to distract himself from how much of an overreaction that was. It's just, after about a million years mostly avoiding every little touch on the off chance his stupid power will take the chance to pass along how shitty he feels, even a casual, short little touch on his arm, it's...
It's stupid. Fuck it. He follows Barabas in the room, sitting on the floor and watching his hands rub up and down over his knees. Even if it had turned on Barabas probably would of only felt the stuff going on in his head - not the headache. The jittery, miserable... whatever. And it wasn't even for a second. It's fine.]
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It's stupid. Fuck it. He follows Barabas in the room, sitting on the floor and watching his hands rub up and down over his knees. Even if it had turned on Barabas probably would of only felt the stuff going on in his head - not the headache. The jittery, miserable... whatever. And it wasn't even for a second. It's fine.]
Uh, so. Family drama. Go for it.