[ Helios notes all that. He might even hunch a little at the offered hand. He doesn't take it though, mainly because of his own cold skin. He never takes the offered no matter who it is, and his current state isn't helping. He blinks realizing the lack of manners. ] O-Oh I-I apologize. M-My hands are, are bit dirty.
[ Just a stammered false reply. He stands awkwardly, stiffly, in the doorway to the outside as he lightly closes the front door. ] I-I'm fine. I'll be alright.
[ Always is. Characteristic words for the man who holds mostly everything in. But his tired, sad, tone suggests otherwise. ]
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[ Just a stammered false reply. He stands awkwardly, stiffly, in the doorway to the outside as he lightly closes the front door. ] I-I'm fine. I'll be alright.
[ Always is. Characteristic words for the man who holds mostly everything in. But his tired, sad, tone suggests otherwise. ]