[Souma feels like squirming. This is so uncomfortable for him. In years he has built up the defenses and abilities so that he never has to say those three little words.]
I... need. Hh.
H....
Help.
[He lowers his gaze and his gray-skinned face is visibly ruddy now, ears reddening as his forelock falls over his left eye. He wants to scowl at himself in disgust. What kind of independent, free man has to ask someone for assistance?]
no subject
Actually...
[Souma feels like squirming. This is so uncomfortable for him. In years he has built up the defenses and abilities so that he never has to say those three little words.]
I... need. Hh.
H....
Help.
[He lowers his gaze and his gray-skinned face is visibly ruddy now, ears reddening as his forelock falls over his left eye. He wants to scowl at himself in disgust. What kind of independent, free man has to ask someone for assistance?]
With something.