[ He backs up. Sanae is standing up straight a few feet away before he even realizes he's moving, and maybe it's the combination of the power coming off Josh and the desperate sort of edge to his voice. One way or another, he puts some distance between them and stays put, back to being wary. He's not surprised; if there's anything on his face besides cautiousness, it's faint disappointment. ]
Tell me where you want to be. You call the shots, I'm not makin' any moves.
[ There's a beat of silence, and then he takes another step back for good measure. Anything to bring back that response he'd had a minute ago, anything for cooperation, if not trust-- ]
no subject
Tell me where you want to be. You call the shots, I'm not makin' any moves.
[ There's a beat of silence, and then he takes another step back for good measure. Anything to bring back that response he'd had a minute ago, anything for cooperation, if not trust-- ]