Covering his eyes didn't hinder Ryan's movements at all. Once his skill was activated, it was as if he could see the energy pathways behind the young girl, Alice, knowing exactly where to press for the best relaxing effect.
His large hand rested on Alice's back, causing her to shiver suddenly. She still wasn't quite comfortable with others touching her.
Her normally warm beige sweater now felt as thin as silk. Ryan's hand on her back seemed to bypass the fabric entirely, almost as if touching her skin directly.
His hand was like a heating pad, and for a moment, Alice felt as if she was being burned.
But when she thought about resisting, she found herself oddly craving that warmth.
"It's... not so bad," Alice murmured, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. Ryan, engrossed in the intricacies of his skill, didn't hear her.
Of course, when his hand truly rested on Alice's back, he couldn't help but reflect.
