[There have been times where Onni felt like Lalli could have done better, should have done better, should have taken more responsibility or been more careful, but this is not one of those times. Maybe, he should have paid more attention when Onni told him about the spores, but this place is disorienting enough that he can understand why he didn't.
When Lalli finally drops his hands and looks somewhere behind Onni, avoiding looking at him (Lalli usually avoids eye contact, but in this case he's refusing even to look at any part of Onni) with his face twisted up into an expression of irritation. Onni sighs a little, uses his free hand to scrub at his cheeks and then lets go of Lalli's other shoulder. He's afraid that Lalli is going to run away the moment he lets go, but he knows there's no use in trying to forcibly hold him here if he wants to go, and that's another hurt he swallows down, carefully.
Instead, voice soft and a little resigned, he speaks cautiously, changes the subject, draws attention away from the thing that's distressing them both.]
no subject
When Lalli finally drops his hands and looks somewhere behind Onni, avoiding looking at him (Lalli usually avoids eye contact, but in this case he's refusing even to look at any part of Onni) with his face twisted up into an expression of irritation. Onni sighs a little, uses his free hand to scrub at his cheeks and then lets go of Lalli's other shoulder. He's afraid that Lalli is going to run away the moment he lets go, but he knows there's no use in trying to forcibly hold him here if he wants to go, and that's another hurt he swallows down, carefully.
Instead, voice soft and a little resigned, he speaks cautiously, changes the subject, draws attention away from the thing that's distressing them both.]
Have you eaten?