[When given the chance to hang onto something outside of herself, to take grounding from another... Konoha takes it. Her hands go for Connor's arm blindly while her eyes are still glued to how his mouth moves, then pat around for his hand so that she can clasp it in both of hers. It's something unnerving to her to be so aware of, like if someone asked how often you blinked or how to breathe...
But he's right. It's not like she can do anything about it, and it's not like it hurt anyone, just..,]
I'm sorry, Connor... it's just... really weird...
[Maybe... just to her.]
I know I should be used to it by now, I'm just... not somehow...
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But he's right. It's not like she can do anything about it, and it's not like it hurt anyone, just..,]
I'm sorry, Connor... it's just... really weird...
[Maybe... just to her.]
I know I should be used to it by now, I'm just... not somehow...