"Let's go back. Can you walk?"
Ezra gave a nod, but his legs trembled slightly as he tried to stand up. Raphael reached out and helped him, playfully teasing, "Want me to give you a piggyback ride?" However, Ezra quickly shook his head, having a panic attack in public space was embarrassing enough so agreeing to that would be even more embarrassing.
As he gazed at Ezra's face without blinking, Raphael's expression revealed a blend of emotions that Ezra couldn't quite decipher. Was it closer to anger? After a few moments, Raphael opened his mouth, but he seemed somewhat hesitant, as if there were numerous things he wanted to say, yet he didn't know where to begin.
Finally after a long time of pondering and silently looking into each other, Raphael harshly clicked his tongue and wiped Ezra's cheek with his fingertips.
This man has always been kind to me.
I don't want to feel attached.
