That was a bad idea. Ignis liked Alcuin, the young man was good company, an intelligent and interesting conversationalist, a warm presence. A friend. Almost certainly, Alcuin had had enough of crass attention, and part of the pleasure he found in Ignis's company was that a blind man didn't, couldn't, react the same way as so many others. Surely would be a bad idea to invite the kind of hurt and awkwardness - for them both! - that could result from hands on skin.
And yet, provided he could control his own reactions - assuming there would be any, of course - who would know whether he enjoyed being touched or simply allowed it to help a friend? Alcuin wanted to test his skill on a friend first instead of a stranger, nothing more. Distance could always be recalibrated afterward, surely.
Excuses on both sides, and Ignis could have gone around in mental circles for much longer than he allowed himself, which was about half a minute. At that point, he nodded. There'd never been any real chance he'd turn down Alcuin's offer. "It would be best to practice on someone you know, at that, especially given how much of this place is unfamiliar in general. Tell me what you'd like me to do."
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Date: 2017-04-11 03:35 am (UTC)And yet, provided he could control his own reactions - assuming there would be any, of course - who would know whether he enjoyed being touched or simply allowed it to help a friend? Alcuin wanted to test his skill on a friend first instead of a stranger, nothing more. Distance could always be recalibrated afterward, surely.
Excuses on both sides, and Ignis could have gone around in mental circles for much longer than he allowed himself, which was about half a minute. At that point, he nodded. There'd never been any real chance he'd turn down Alcuin's offer. "It would be best to practice on someone you know, at that, especially given how much of this place is unfamiliar in general. Tell me what you'd like me to do."