[A little dully, he nods, glad for the instruction to follow because it means one less thing he needs to settle on for himself. His wings are tucked in tight against his back as he quietly moves toward Rohan, and as he draws in to within arm's length, there's a moment when he automatically reaches out as if in the hopes of touching him, before his arm abruptly stalls and then pulls back in a hurry in a motion that can only be characterized as guilty.]
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He didn't make any noise.
[His voice is thin and faint.]
I guess...maybe he didn't have time to.