With is shirt released, Rin is free to do as he wishes; which, in this case, is tangle his fingers in his hair. He wants to rip it out in chunks, to scratch his own skin, to feel anything other than the incredible turmoil he feels right now.
"... I'm leaving. I'm... I need to go back to the Carnival."
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With is shirt released, Rin is free to do as he wishes; which, in this case, is tangle his fingers in his hair. He wants to rip it out in chunks, to scratch his own skin, to feel anything other than the incredible turmoil he feels right now.
"... I'm leaving. I'm... I need to go back to the Carnival."