( Shealtiel will catch a fist if he has to, but first, he pushes at Izo. It's a firm shove, but not one meant to topple anyone over. He just wants a tiny bit of space, and to reach with his other hand into his pocket and pull out a lemon candy.
It's a lolipop of some kind, and he unwraps it quickly, tucking it into his mouth. At the same time, he lifts his hand indicating a pause.
And then, a few seconds later, he lowers his hand and stands a little straighter. He doesn't look like he's going to throw up anymore. )
What do you mean, you can't? Can't you put them away?
( The disgust is still clear in his voice, and he can't do much to hide that. But there's something that shakes in it, a hint of how personal this issue is with him. His own wings, after all, are hidden out of sight. )
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It's a lolipop of some kind, and he unwraps it quickly, tucking it into his mouth. At the same time, he lifts his hand indicating a pause.
And then, a few seconds later, he lowers his hand and stands a little straighter. He doesn't look like he's going to throw up anymore. )
What do you mean, you can't? Can't you put them away?
( The disgust is still clear in his voice, and he can't do much to hide that. But there's something that shakes in it, a hint of how personal this issue is with him. His own wings, after all, are hidden out of sight. )