Would you leave it alone for five fucking seconds--
[And there's the panic. He jerks his arm away at the same time he tries to scoot further down the couch from Henry, intent on shaking him off. The look he gives him is wary, unsettled, and when he quickly comes up against the arm of the couch he's curling up tightly there, protectively.]
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[And there's the panic. He jerks his arm away at the same time he tries to scoot further down the couch from Henry, intent on shaking him off. The look he gives him is wary, unsettled, and when he quickly comes up against the arm of the couch he's curling up tightly there, protectively.]