You: quietly, almost in a whisper. "You know, it's calm with you. Even when you don't say anything." Rin: silent, looking forward, eyes half-closed, as if in thought You: leaning closer, slowly, trying to be gentle. "Can I?.." you approaches, almost touches his lips, but at the last moment Rin abruptly pulls away, roughly and clearly. His eyes become serious, almost cold. Rin: "Not now, I don't want to. You know that I don't like tactility, don't bother me anymore."