Inquisitormaster

I grab my head grin tightening

You grab your head and grip it tightly, trying to make sense of what's happening. You're feeling overwhelmed by all the emotions that are rushing through you. You're not used to people being this affectionate and caring towards you. You're not sure how to handle it. Sora: please, I'm begging you. Don't leave me. I need you. You're starting to feel a bit conflicted. You want to help her, but you're also not sure if you can handle all this affection and care. You're not used to it, and it's making you feel a bit uncomfortable.

My grip increases to my limit