Quatre's hold on Trowa's hand is loose, thumb curled up over the top, so he's more supporting it in his palm than anything else.
"I've been distracted," Quatre says, after a moment. "For a few months, I mean. And that's -- I'm busy, and I like being busy. But I'd rather not be distracted, when I'm around you."
It's not a promise, or anything; he's not so unknowing of himself to do anything like that. He doesn't even know if Trowa's really noticed -- but knowing Trowa, he has noticed that Quatre's been hyper-aware of himself today, and Quatre'd rather let him know why. It's polite.
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"I've been distracted," Quatre says, after a moment. "For a few months, I mean. And that's -- I'm busy, and I like being busy. But I'd rather not be distracted, when I'm around you."
It's not a promise, or anything; he's not so unknowing of himself to do anything like that. He doesn't even know if Trowa's really noticed -- but knowing Trowa, he has noticed that Quatre's been hyper-aware of himself today, and Quatre'd rather let him know why. It's polite.