( The fear fades slowly, and so his breath evens out from the quick, shallow pace of it just moments before. A release; he's able to relax enough to work at the ropes further as he's bid.
It seems like it's going to work when he gets his wrists free and, going to work on Reign's own prison, the short bridge of rope between them tightens with surprising force, sending Gen crashing into him. )
Dammit —
( Even a few centimeters closer feels like it's too much. The feeling of someone else against him is — )
I'm— ... I'm sorry, I'm trying to do this as fast as I can.
( His face colors considerably, no less hard, pressing against the other. )
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It seems like it's going to work when he gets his wrists free and, going to work on Reign's own prison, the short bridge of rope between them tightens with surprising force, sending Gen crashing into him. )
Dammit —
( Even a few centimeters closer feels like it's too much. The feeling of someone else against him is — )
I'm— ... I'm sorry, I'm trying to do this as fast as I can.
( His face colors considerably, no less hard, pressing against the other. )