punk in drublic

Emile · Updated 04/30/23:

Emile's brows were furrowed in worry, the usual instinct to hide his scar all but forgotten in the moment of wanting to make sure this stranger wasn't hurt, his mind already going through the rolodex of the treatments he knew. He was at his least timid when he had a task to tackle, someone to help. When he felt like others were counting on him, it was counter intuitive maybe, after all most of the time he assumed he was an undue burden on others, useless but the moments he got to put his limited healing knowledge to the test he started to break out of his shell. He was quick to flee back inside however, his face flooding suddenly with color as the stranger's words reached him and instinct made him duck his head, tilting it so his scar was hidden as best it could be. He backpaddled a bit to give the much bigger boy space to lift himself to his haunches. He felt the other male's eyes rove over him and Emile really wasn't sure what to make of that. On one hand it was a totally new sensation to the boy who was used to being overlooked and tended to prefer it that way, much as some part of him yearned for attention, and on the other he hardly knew the stranger.

A question reached him and Emile swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. "Ah," he started doing great already, "Yes, you collllllapsed suddenly aaaaaaand it startled mmmmmme." He tried not to visibly flinch when he stumbled over his words, the warmth in his face made him very much aware of his usual struggle not to stutter and seemed to make it worse, at least to his ears.

"Speech"

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