The sudden contact takes Hoshi by surprise, of course, though there isn't much of a visible reaction from her; her eyes widen slightly, and her arm twitches, but she doesn't say a word. There's a small part of her that wants to jerk her hand away, but... no, that would hurt Keiko's feelings, wouldn't it? That's the last thing she wants.
And, well, it's not like this is entirely bad. At least, she doesn't think so. Like everything else about her pink leader, Keiko's hand is warm and soft. Comforting. It's been years since she's held hands with anyone, not since she was a little girl clinging to her parents' hands as they crossed the street together, but this is. Different, somehow.
She has no idea what she's supposed to do. Keep walking, she supposes. Keep on pimpin', Keiko.]
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Date: 2013-10-10 05:31 am (UTC)The sudden contact takes Hoshi by surprise, of course, though there isn't much of a visible reaction from her; her eyes widen slightly, and her arm twitches, but she doesn't say a word. There's a small part of her that wants to jerk her hand away, but... no, that would hurt Keiko's feelings, wouldn't it? That's the last thing she wants.
And, well, it's not like this is entirely bad. At least, she doesn't think so. Like everything else about her pink leader, Keiko's hand is warm and soft. Comforting. It's been years since she's held hands with anyone, not since she was a little girl clinging to her parents' hands as they crossed the street together, but this is. Different, somehow.
She has no idea what she's supposed to do. Keep walking, she supposes. Keep on pimpin', Keiko.]