[He didn't expect that reaction, or rather, he expected the surprise, but not what followed up. Her attempts to cover it all work, blocking him from seeing most of it, but he still sees more than enough of those romantic scenarios that his words brought up. Even just one of them, even just the mental blush per say, are enough. It was one thing when they were drunk but now they aren't and in fact with this way of communication lying becomes close to impossible for both of them.
His body doesn't move, but she will be able to feel in his thoughts the equivalent to a nervous shifting as he tries to reorganize his thoughts. As he tries to make sense of things and decide if he dares or not to bring that up. The fact that there's something he's not saying is far more obvious and clear than before even as he focuses on her spells.]
{It's not amazing, anyone who knows you would know how impatient you are. And how much you want to help others right away... Or at least they should know that.}
[Maybe they don't know. Just like they don't know how to tell even just by the way she stands when she's herself and when her body is being used by someone else.
The spells do their work, his senses don't seem to return, but he can feel how his Cosmos becomes less strained upon having to battle less damage. It's probably not much for others' standards, but it's a lot for him. He nods, slowly, unsure if he's actually doing it or not before he raises a hand, searching for her face even if he can't feel it.]
{That's all right, Selphie. You helped a lot. My senses don't seem to be recovering yet, but I can tell that my Cosmos has less to do now. I'll be okay soon.}
[There's a long and heavy pause in his thoughts. It seems as if nothing may come until something slips to her, weak and small, a thought that he's not allowing to properly form but that is there anyway.]
[Action]
His body doesn't move, but she will be able to feel in his thoughts the equivalent to a nervous shifting as he tries to reorganize his thoughts. As he tries to make sense of things and decide if he dares or not to bring that up. The fact that there's something he's not saying is far more obvious and clear than before even as he focuses on her spells.]
{It's not amazing, anyone who knows you would know how impatient you are. And how much you want to help others right away... Or at least they should know that.}
[Maybe they don't know. Just like they don't know how to tell even just by the way she stands when she's herself and when her body is being used by someone else.
The spells do their work, his senses don't seem to return, but he can feel how his Cosmos becomes less strained upon having to battle less damage. It's probably not much for others' standards, but it's a lot for him. He nods, slowly, unsure if he's actually doing it or not before he raises a hand, searching for her face even if he can't feel it.]
{That's all right, Selphie. You helped a lot. My senses don't seem to be recovering yet, but I can tell that my Cosmos has less to do now. I'll be okay soon.}
[There's a long and heavy pause in his thoughts. It seems as if nothing may come until something slips to her, weak and small, a thought that he's not allowing to properly form but that is there anyway.]
{Would you take care of me until then?}