[ Katsura doesn't seem to pull his hand back when Sakamoto decides to grab him by the wrist, honestly a bit surprised that he would boldly touch him right now. He can only pull his gaze at Sakamoto, though the corner of his eyes were pricked with tears.
The words he speak captivate him for a brief moment, sweeping him into a mild state of confusion. Tatsuma is complimenting him? Just like that? Unlike Gintoki, Katsura was concerned about his strength. Gintoki just wanted to do good for people so they wouldn't suffer like he does. Katsura, though, wanted to be recognized and adored for the things he could do and the strength he possessed.
He has to ask to be sure: ]
W..What? Ah.. [ He pulls his gaze to the ground, but allows Sakamoto to hold his wrist if he wants to. ]
I suppose I am strong when it comes to losing a Jenga game.. Or when I have to hold myself when the bathroom is occupied. [ ah. Then, with some more confidence, he looks back up at Sakamoto: ]
Yes, my bladder is very strong. [ Zura no.. that's not what he means. ]
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The words he speak captivate him for a brief moment, sweeping him into a mild state of confusion. Tatsuma is complimenting him? Just like that?
Unlike Gintoki, Katsura was concerned about his strength. Gintoki just wanted to do good for people so they wouldn't suffer like he does. Katsura, though, wanted to be recognized and adored for the things he could do and the strength he possessed.
He has to ask to be sure: ]
W..What? Ah..
[ He pulls his gaze to the ground, but allows Sakamoto to hold his wrist if he wants to. ]
I suppose I am strong when it comes to losing a Jenga game..
Or when I have to hold myself when the bathroom is occupied.
[ ah.
Then, with some more confidence, he looks back up at Sakamoto: ]
Yes, my bladder is very strong.
[ Zura no.. that's not what he means. ]