[ he wrinkles his nose, but more out of shyness than dislike. he figures it's a compliment, coming from a fox. even if some aspects of this kind of fox are terrifying to him, minsu isn't. not at all. ]
I like being talked to.
[ and touched. that much is implied in the way he doesn't make minsu stop, and keeps himself relaxed and close by. he's so lucky. his cellmate is minsu, and that feels like a gift, and luck so powerful it might as well be magic. he could've landed with anyone. someone awful. someone evil. someone who would know he was human. someone who would want to hurt him. someone who would want him. ]
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I like being talked to.
[ and touched. that much is implied in the way he doesn't make minsu stop, and keeps himself relaxed and close by. he's so lucky. his cellmate is minsu, and that feels like a gift, and luck so powerful it might as well be magic. he could've landed with anyone. someone awful. someone evil. someone who would know he was human. someone who would want to hurt him. someone who would want him. ]
You're nice. You don't belong here.