fiddles with his hair, and brushes it out of his face.
peculiar events. || @qyllaeth
“ —— what precisely are you doing ? ” perhaps what he means to ask, IS WHY; what reason this creature could possibly have for touching his hair, with little to no warning. it is a warm & gentle gesture, but one which leaves him feeling uneasy. humans oft draw a familiar negativity from within him, but this person evokes a whole other kind of discomfort; inexplicable, and difficult TO PLACE. could it be: this is no human, after all ? such a thought is both soothing and unnerving. still, kogarashi remains tense & ever vigilant.
his snarl dissipates; lips begrudgingly purse, albeit scowl remains. the presence before him indeed feels like that of something inhuman; unlike himself, & yet strangely familiar. ( —— though he would MUCH PREFER to scare the other away and be done with it, kogarashi has reason to believe that… it would not be that simple. ) slender fingers rise, hesitantly tugging BACK dark tresses; of which had most-forgotten the feel of another’s touch. “ i do not take kindly to those who do as they please, ignorant of the consequences. ”