[His gaze drifts down to her hand as the words sink in, recalling months before- when he'd failed to trust her, when he'd stolen a kiss on his terms, not hers, to get out from under the mistletoe. And yeah, he'd apologized for it later, explained himself, but... well, it had left a pretty horrible impression. He's never been good about impulses.
This time isn't any better. Before the glove is back on, he recklessly reaches out, wrapping his hand around hers, his eyes flashing blue for a second. It's probably the stupidest thing he's ever done, and this isn't a spell he's ever tried before, not like this. But his magic is driven by willpower, and right now? Right at this moment? He really needs to hold her hand.]
[ action ] please don't kill him rogue
This time isn't any better. Before the glove is back on, he recklessly reaches out, wrapping his hand around hers, his eyes flashing blue for a second. It's probably the stupidest thing he's ever done, and this isn't a spell he's ever tried before, not like this. But his magic is driven by willpower, and right now? Right at this moment? He really needs to hold her hand.]