he'd like to keep staring at the crowd but truth is most of his attention has now shifted to crona... like always completely mesmerized by the sight of them.
that is, until he notices the glares at them, moment in which he took a step forward, covering crona with his own body.
their eyes are almost frantically scanning across the room, not actually seeming to be watching anyone in particular.
just… anxious. some people are staring back. maybe they’re the one drawing so much attention……
@falsearticles he knew better than to move, but he also knew better than to begin panicking right away.
a controlled, deep breath, almost like a sigh, is given as he raises both his hands up in the air.
“ah... what is it this time?
attention.
eventually he drew in a deep breath and reached down to take their hand.
“hey... it is okay, alright? we are not giving in to fear, remember?”
“they must be staring at my charismatic self! so don't worry, crona...”
he kept his gaze lifted, confident and smiling, hoping that burst of self-boosted ego would help ease their nerves.
yet he still held crona close... the corner of his eye forever paying them the closest
shuffling up to @lethalsymmetry’s side, personal space entirely forgotten because they seem to be pretty much clinging to him in the current “crowd”.
“are you sure it’s okay for me to be out like this? i think people are staring...”