"Sorry." Ichi bows deeply, he feels bad, realizing too late that the flinch could be taken as an insult.
At the nudging of the gunmetal, Ichi's face becomes troubled, but he still reaches out, taking it tentatively and exploring it with careful hands. Not once does he ever actually hold it properly, but it's obvious he's aware of the business end, and the general shape, enough to figure it out on his own. After a few quiet, and tense moments, he holds it back out to The Shadow, glad to be rid of it.
"My cane, please." It's still by The Shadow. He feels too vulnerable, between the gun and the lack of the item, it will help him maintain his tough-guy poise a little better.
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Date: 2009-11-16 11:17 pm (UTC)At the nudging of the gunmetal, Ichi's face becomes troubled, but he still reaches out, taking it tentatively and exploring it with careful hands. Not once does he ever actually hold it properly, but it's obvious he's aware of the business end, and the general shape, enough to figure it out on his own. After a few quiet, and tense moments, he holds it back out to The Shadow, glad to be rid of it.
"My cane, please." It's still by The Shadow. He feels too vulnerable, between the gun and the lack of the item, it will help him maintain his tough-guy poise a little better.