[ He’s trying to not sound uncomfortable, because his discomfort has nothing to do with Dylan or tentacles. Nico just prefers to limit who touches him and why, but… it’s not actually hugging. Besides, it makes sense.
Nico sits on the ground, with his knees bent and lower legs inside the basement like he’s dangling them off a dock. He holds his arms up at shoulder height- his elbow is at an awkward angle, because he’s holding his sword in the window as well in an effort to have it at the ready but keep it safely away from Dylan. ]
Can you grab me around the stomach and slide me in?
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[ He’s trying to not sound uncomfortable, because his discomfort has nothing to do with Dylan or tentacles. Nico just prefers to limit who touches him and why, but… it’s not actually hugging. Besides, it makes sense.
Nico sits on the ground, with his knees bent and lower legs inside the basement like he’s dangling them off a dock. He holds his arms up at shoulder height- his elbow is at an awkward angle, because he’s holding his sword in the window as well in an effort to have it at the ready but keep it safely away from Dylan. ]
Can you grab me around the stomach and slide me in?