Natsuno slips the phone back into his pocket (provided it didn't or anything, of course) and lets himself be pulled by the hand. He's not gonna say anything about her sweaty palm, but discreetly wipes his hand on this pants when she's not looking. Ew.]
Volunteered to be dissected alive?
[He's still pissed about it! But then his expression flattens entirely, all annoyance gone. Can you recognize this brand of emotionlessness by now, Clarke? That's the lack of expression that says, I'm so freaked out right now.]
I don't know. [Freaking human shaped abyss. What the actual fuck.] Did you touch it? He said it's harmful -
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Natsuno slips the phone back into his pocket (provided it didn't or anything, of course) and lets himself be pulled by the hand. He's not gonna say anything about her sweaty palm, but discreetly wipes his hand on this pants when she's not looking. Ew.]
Volunteered to be dissected alive?
[He's still pissed about it! But then his expression flattens entirely, all annoyance gone. Can you recognize this brand of emotionlessness by now, Clarke? That's the lack of expression that says, I'm so freaked out right now.]
I don't know. [Freaking human shaped abyss. What the actual fuck.] Did you touch it? He said it's harmful -