( The reaction to that jab comes before anything else. Shealtiel tenses like he's expecting something far more sinister. His breath stops, and he goes on high alert like he's ready to defend himself, to pull out his weapon if necessary. His eyes go sharp, and in a quick reaction, he launches a hand up to slap Akira's away.
His breath shakes a little when he speaks. )
Don't touch me.
( It's not his usual tone. It's more serious, desperate. Reminiscent of the fangs an animal bares when cornered. He isn't ready to respond to the rest of that, yet. He has to be sure Akira won't touch him again. )
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His breath shakes a little when he speaks. )
Don't touch me.
( It's not his usual tone. It's more serious, desperate. Reminiscent of the fangs an animal bares when cornered. He isn't ready to respond to the rest of that, yet. He has to be sure Akira won't touch him again. )