[He really does start to reach out to actually catch him the second time, before hesitation catches up with him and he stops mid-motion, letting his arm drop. There's a flinch as the guy hits the ground, a twinge of guilt, and the question doesn't help. It's an unfair question, honestly. Shinjiro would prefer not to acknowledge that it does matter. It's uncomfortable.
He rolls a shoulder, casual, and takes a careful step forward -- just enough for Knives to reach for his shoulder, if he wants to.]
M'just sayin'. You're more or less just torturing yourself at this point.
[Fuck the question, actually. He's not answering it. But he still continues to stand there. Hands in his pockets, no weapon in sight. Conveniently within reach.]
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He rolls a shoulder, casual, and takes a careful step forward -- just enough for Knives to reach for his shoulder, if he wants to.]
M'just sayin'. You're more or less just torturing yourself at this point.
[Fuck the question, actually. He's not answering it. But he still continues to stand there. Hands in his pockets, no weapon in sight. Conveniently within reach.]