JW holds still, worried. Krem is a soldier. He's seen Some Shit. JW worries that he was going to have some part of his every day life he would have to keep away too. But when Krem made his simple request, JW heaved out a breath he didn't know he was holding.
"You're right, that's not going to be a problem." JW put on a more genuine grin, proud he could so easily provide something that would make Krem comfortable. Up until this point there had been a silent understanding. He'd seen things in the gym and just rolled with it. But here it was, being laid out before him and something JW took seriously.
"How about dashing?"
He lifted both hands and nodded.
"That's fine. Honestly, I'm better off with a tour guide anyway." Anything that would give him hints as to what Krem liked best would be a godsend. And after the man's previous request, he figured Krem would be more comfortable introducing himself to JW bit by bit than with letting him blunder around in the dark. "On that note, if I'm holding a tray of something, back off. Otherwise, go nuts ah--hmm."
Something else he didn't think of before came up and he rolled up his right sleeve to show off the pressure wrap. It went from his wrist all the way up his arm and disappeared into his shirt.
"This is...brain shit. I have a lot of that. You don't have to worry about bumping me or anything, but I can't really take this off except to shower most of the time. I just didn't want it to be a surprise."
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"You're right, that's not going to be a problem." JW put on a more genuine grin, proud he could so easily provide something that would make Krem comfortable. Up until this point there had been a silent understanding. He'd seen things in the gym and just rolled with it. But here it was, being laid out before him and something JW took seriously.
"How about dashing?"
He lifted both hands and nodded.
"That's fine. Honestly, I'm better off with a tour guide anyway." Anything that would give him hints as to what Krem liked best would be a godsend. And after the man's previous request, he figured Krem would be more comfortable introducing himself to JW bit by bit than with letting him blunder around in the dark. "On that note, if I'm holding a tray of something, back off. Otherwise, go nuts ah--hmm."
Something else he didn't think of before came up and he rolled up his right sleeve to show off the pressure wrap. It went from his wrist all the way up his arm and disappeared into his shirt.
"This is...brain shit. I have a lot of that. You don't have to worry about bumping me or anything, but I can't really take this off except to shower most of the time. I just didn't want it to be a surprise."