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Whatever observations he might have made about the state of Sakura's inner workings was completely obliterated by the rather sudden, rather friendly contact. It wasn't that Shino never touched people. He was forced to with much more frequency than he cared to think about almost all of the time. Bumping in the hallways, fingers brushing as a book was passed; little things he'd learned to handle without wincing away from every slight jostle.

But this? This was actually touching. She had her hand firmly around his arm, squeezing enough to tug him forward with her. The action wasn't unusual; he'd seen other people make these kind of physical connections almost every day since entering the national school system. It wasn't particularly intimate, from what he could tell, just a friendly way of keeping someone close to you while you moved.

It send Shino's shoulders straight up anyway.

A brief flash of something like an uncomfortable look passed over his face as the movement sunk in properly, his feet almost mis-stepping for a moment as he stumbled to keep up with the situation. Words and thoughts were lost as he carefully loosened his arm, hoping she'd let go before it got too uncomfortable.