[Kankri's always more alert the closer Dirk gets to him. He watches him in the instant he knocks against him, frowns at the collision, considers complaining about it in the same thread as his response, but oh. Kankri, instead, sighs, relaxed, out of his control as if Dirk has scratched a long neglected itch out of his reach that just happened to have been irritated all day by his most wooly sweater.]
[Then that flush roars back and he mashes his lips together as he whips his head to look at Dirk, narrowing his eyes at him. Purring may come from the throat and not from any opening between his teeth but his body language says it all: push him a little more and it's the end for his resolve.]
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Date: 2021-05-23 11:45 am (UTC)[Then that flush roars back and he mashes his lips together as he whips his head to look at Dirk, narrowing his eyes at him. Purring may come from the throat and not from any opening between his teeth but his body language says it all: push him a little more and it's the end for his resolve.]