[ his posture slumps slightly as he relaxes, facing the window a bit more. drawing his hands up, Haru grips at the towel around his neck and brings it up over his head, slowly kneading it against his dampened hair. he gives Nagisa a sidelong glance after a few more moments of just ... watching him.
he's had nightmares before, but they weren't ever so intense. they usually involved being left alone, but then again ... maybe that's what Nagisa was afraid of as well. for a moment, he considers talking about his own, but decides against it. no one asked, and it involved a degree of vulnerability that he wasn't used to. ]
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he's had nightmares before, but they weren't ever so intense. they usually involved being left alone, but then again ... maybe that's what Nagisa was afraid of as well. for a moment, he considers talking about his own, but decides against it. no one asked, and it involved a degree of vulnerability that he wasn't used to. ]
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