Chihiro was just going to settle back into her arms after that, but he doesn't...not quite. He just keeps staring up at Siouxsie through wide, trembling eyes (that have turned more yellow than amber over time). Of course, he knows- logically- there's no way she really meant any direct harm with those words...but it's still a bit of a rude thing to say no matter who you are.
So Chihiro says nothing at all, turning to look down into his lap at his tattered clothing and bloody legs, and...something about the sight of it and that has him tearing up again, jerking a little as he fights back the urge to start crying anew.
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[..............ah.
Chihiro was just going to settle back into her arms after that, but he doesn't...not quite. He just keeps staring up at Siouxsie through wide, trembling eyes (that have turned more yellow than amber over time). Of course, he knows- logically- there's no way she really meant any direct harm with those words...but it's still a bit of a rude thing to say no matter who you are.
So Chihiro says nothing at all, turning to look down into his lap at his tattered clothing and bloody legs, and...something about the sight of it and that has him tearing up again, jerking a little as he fights back the urge to start crying anew.
It's not very successful.]