[ Nio's antennar is basically where all of her nerves are, meaning that yank hurt enough to actually, well, hurt. She can feel the tell tale stinging building up in her eyes and she knows tears are close. Dammit.
They're not tears of sadness because even she has her lameness limits but it does give her a weird feeling inside. Like. She's fine with being called gross and pathetic without much in the way of evidence, sure that's fine she deserves that, but if Isuke makes a comment about her tearing up then she'll have to actually feel something there and that's no-bueno.
The only thing distracting her from actual non-parody-of-a-human-being thoughts are Isuke's lips and the two seconds they spend joined firmly with her own. It's enough time to pull Nio's senses around but not enough time to understand what's happe-- and she's being told to leave.
And she's open mouthed and staring. ]
So... [ okay screw it she switches back to her snide little grin for this ] Isuke-sama is that type of girl? What a hussy.
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They're not tears of sadness because even she has her lameness limits but it does give her a weird feeling inside. Like. She's fine with being called gross and pathetic without much in the way of evidence, sure that's fine she deserves that, but if Isuke makes a comment about her tearing up then she'll have to actually feel something there and that's no-bueno.
The only thing distracting her from actual non-parody-of-a-human-being thoughts are Isuke's lips and the two seconds they spend joined firmly with her own. It's enough time to pull Nio's senses around but not enough time to understand what's happe-- and she's being told to leave.
And she's open mouthed and staring. ]
So... [ okay screw it she switches back to her snide little grin for this ] Isuke-sama is that type of girl? What a hussy.