[The natural state of Hellboy's face is just pure deadpan, and he looks at Kida this way while she speaks and a little while after. He's trying to process exactly what is going on, because it's basically the complete opposite of what he understood. She can't give him what he "deserves," which he thought was a strange way to put it -- he doesn't "deserve" anything; friendship comes without expectations, no matter how intimate their friendship had become.
So he understood it as deserving of more than what he has now; that Kida was turning him down because of what he is, and that if he were a man, things would be different. She'd made it clear that his nature didn't bother her, but perhaps she has a limit to her tolerance. He couldn't blame her or be angry: he'd never consider a woman who wasn't strictly human either.
But this is apparently not the case, and he is still a little buzzed. Switching gears is not going so well right now.]
I'm... [His hand is still at her waist. He moves it to the side of her face, fingers lightly curling behind her ear, and tilts in a little to meet her. His horn stumps make it impossible to touch foreheads like they do in the movies, so he just hovers a little ways away. She smells like salt.] I'm not really good at wanting. But if... none of this bothers you... okay. Yes.
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So he understood it as deserving of more than what he has now; that Kida was turning him down because of what he is, and that if he were a man, things would be different. She'd made it clear that his nature didn't bother her, but perhaps she has a limit to her tolerance. He couldn't blame her or be angry: he'd never consider a woman who wasn't strictly human either.
But this is apparently not the case, and he is still a little buzzed. Switching gears is not going so well right now.]
I'm... [His hand is still at her waist. He moves it to the side of her face, fingers lightly curling behind her ear, and tilts in a little to meet her. His horn stumps make it impossible to touch foreheads like they do in the movies, so he just hovers a little ways away. She smells like salt.] I'm not really good at wanting. But if... none of this bothers you... okay. Yes.