[He...notices the gap in her robes, just like he noticed her measurement before, even if he'd pretended not to initially. The grinding causes him to close his eyes tight and let out a noise that's something between a grunt and a cut-off groan. When he opens his eyes again, there's something desperate in the way he looks at her, something half-wanting, half-pretending-not-to-want.]
I'm not--
I'm not--
[He's not even sure what he's trying to articulate and a part of his brain is telling him to shut up and stop articulating things at all.]
no subject
I'm not--
I'm not--
[He's not even sure what he's trying to articulate and a part of his brain is telling him to shut up and stop articulating things at all.]
Doesn't mean--anything. Physical...stimulation, it's--
[He's fighting to the bitter end, it seems.]