[ Unsure what he'd been expecting in terms of reception, Tyler seems to visibly relax. Ankari hasn't punched him or walked away, so the worst outcome hasn't come to pass. He starts to nod slowly at first at the question, until the corners of his lips curve up a fraction into a tiny smile.
He can't explain to Ankari the gravity of being accepted, at least in this small part, and what that means. ]
Yeah. I was a small kid when I realized my body didn't match how I felt inside.
[ A surge of affection blossoms in his veins and he's less wooden than he might have ever been before as he wraps an arm around Ankari's neck, then folds himself against his chest into a hug. He's quite a bit shorter than the elf, makes it easier to slot himself into place. ]
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He can't explain to Ankari the gravity of being accepted, at least in this small part, and what that means. ]
Yeah. I was a small kid when I realized my body didn't match how I felt inside.
[ A surge of affection blossoms in his veins and he's less wooden than he might have ever been before as he wraps an arm around Ankari's neck, then folds himself against his chest into a hug. He's quite a bit shorter than the elf, makes it easier to slot himself into place. ]
Thanks for not freaking out.