[Over the past few weeks, Brook's emitted plenty of Do Not Touch vibes. Even when he's not pointing out that he literally kills people for a--well, not for a living, but a post-mortem profession--all the glowering and scowling sends a clear message. Do Not Pat the Bunny.
When Ai catches him now, he jerks in her hold. At any moment before this, she could be certain of a shove or worse. But before her arms even fully close, it's like a wire snaps or some structure dissolves, and Brook sinks, half into her, half onto the floor. His knees won't work. He buries his face in her shoulder and lets her muffle his soft, shuddering sobs.]
Ai...
[They're making a scene in the hall and he doesn't even care.]
...al. You're real. This is real... I'm still here...
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When Ai catches him now, he jerks in her hold. At any moment before this, she could be certain of a shove or worse. But before her arms even fully close, it's like a wire snaps or some structure dissolves, and Brook sinks, half into her, half onto the floor. His knees won't work. He buries his face in her shoulder and lets her muffle his soft, shuddering sobs.]
Ai...
[They're making a scene in the hall and he doesn't even care.]
...al. You're real. This is real... I'm still here...