[Just like that, the grip loosens, a demented expression of surprise passing over Gamzee's face.]
[And here he is, leaning close, touching your face much more gently, staring with wide yellow eyes.]
[He leans down with a strange expression again, resting his forehead against yours.]
[If the fear of how he's talking left you for a bit you'd probably be able to see how upset he seems over that. Though truthfully, it's pretty visable even now as he's worrying his hands over his face, smearing his paint, then pushing his hands right back to touch your face. Something seems to be stopping him; restraining him. It seems weird that he might only barely be able to touch you when he's blurring his own face like that.]
You know you want to touch it. You know you want to give him a SQUEEEEEZE~
[And here he is, leaning close, touching your face much more gently, staring with wide yellow eyes.]
[He leans down with a strange expression again, resting his forehead against yours.]
[If the fear of how he's talking left you for a bit you'd probably be able to see how upset he seems over that. Though truthfully, it's pretty visable even now as he's worrying his hands over his face, smearing his paint, then pushing his hands right back to touch your face. Something seems to be stopping him; restraining him. It seems weird that he might only barely be able to touch you when he's blurring his own face like that.]