[Dave's clinging to the other, his breath coming in small pants. He loosens his grip when he realizes how tightly he's been clinging to the other. Actually, he even tries to put distance between them. Not because he minds or anything, but because the memory of gears crushing bone is still too fresh in his mind and he's disgusted with himself.
He hopes it just makes it seem like he's giving the other space though.] I wasn't in danger. [He just felt uncomfortable. Like that acute feeling of being watched.]
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He hopes it just makes it seem like he's giving the other space though.] I wasn't in danger. [He just felt uncomfortable. Like that acute feeling of being watched.]