He stares at the hand in front of him. His mouth is dry, his body feels hot, and his breathing keeps trying to speed up...but Cam greets Beastboy, pulling his hand back after a quick shake.
"Cam."
Lucemon, on Cam's other side, has a hand on his arm, one of the spots that glitches more than the rest of his body. He can feel it, acutely, through the red hoodie he's wearing. He's not sure if it makes him uncomfortable or not.
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Relax; he's tried. If it were that easy...
He stares at the hand in front of him. His mouth is dry, his body feels hot, and his breathing keeps trying to speed up...but Cam greets Beastboy, pulling his hand back after a quick shake.
"Cam."
Lucemon, on Cam's other side, has a hand on his arm, one of the spots that glitches more than the rest of his body. He can feel it, acutely, through the red hoodie he's wearing. He's not sure if it makes him uncomfortable or not.