[ 'I don't always think things through,' is what he'd told urahara earlier in the night, and hearing al come in, seeing his shoes from under the table, it sinks in that he hadn't anticipated (stupidly, stupidly) anyone seeing or anyone reacting.
claude would make him tea, collect him from under the table, maybe hold him, and coddle him, coddle the behavior, bathe him later. that alois hasn't any idea at all what to expect from al makes him pinch his teeth harder against his nail, and he has to sheer it away.
he watches his legs move nearer, and shrinks in response. there's no eye contact, and alois' has the look of someone finally spent. ]
Nothing, [ he mutters it against his knuckles. what a dumb thing to say, but it's all he can think to. ]
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Date: 2012-10-18 07:55 am (UTC)claude would make him tea, collect him from under the table, maybe hold him, and coddle him, coddle the behavior, bathe him later. that alois hasn't any idea at all what to expect from al makes him pinch his teeth harder against his nail, and he has to sheer it away.
he watches his legs move nearer, and shrinks in response. there's no eye contact, and alois' has the look of someone finally spent. ]
Nothing, [ he mutters it against his knuckles. what a dumb thing to say, but it's all he can think to. ]