[Lalli was exhausted, clearly, because that is the only possible reason for him acting so foolish. Like, he isn't completely clueless; he recognizes that touching Emil's face while Emil ran fingers through his hair was, hmm, a New and Very Interesting thing, but more importantly... even when the level of contact increased, he never felt the urge to flinch away from it. Why is that? And why did he want to touch Emil's stupid face in the first place?
Ugh, ugh, ugh. There's a vague sense that he's done something incomprehensibly strange, a vague worry that he's messed some unknown thing up, but as he continues watching Emil—well, he's still here? Face oddly red as he continues fussing with Lalli's hair, and that's... something. Maybe. It's enough for Lalli to lower his hand, at least, as he tries to shove aside every last confusing feeling. He... made it weird, and for once in his life he's uncomfortably aware of this fact.]
...Aha.
[That's the most normal thing he can offer here, which is followed by a brief pause before he finally tries to... wiggle down out of reach, even though a surprisingly large part of him doesn't want to move an inch. He's just not sure? How to process all of this right now? The best thing to do would be to take things back to the way they should be, the way Emil probably wants things to be - and of course he doesn't even stop to think how silently ducking away from Emil's touch is going to make Emil feel.]
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Ugh, ugh, ugh. There's a vague sense that he's done something incomprehensibly strange, a vague worry that he's messed some unknown thing up, but as he continues watching Emil—well, he's still here? Face oddly red as he continues fussing with Lalli's hair, and that's... something. Maybe. It's enough for Lalli to lower his hand, at least, as he tries to shove aside every last confusing feeling. He... made it weird, and for once in his life he's uncomfortably aware of this fact.]
...Aha.
[That's the most normal thing he can offer here, which is followed by a brief pause before he finally tries to... wiggle down out of reach, even though a surprisingly large part of him doesn't want to move an inch. He's just not sure? How to process all of this right now? The best thing to do would be to take things back to the way they should be, the way Emil probably wants things to be - and of course he doesn't even stop to think how silently ducking away from Emil's touch is going to make Emil feel.]