[Kimblee's gaze shoots down to Isaac's hand when he reaches out, though he isn't exactly startled by it; just seeing what he's doing, really. Isaac never initiates contact; the fact that he's attempting is...well, mildly confusing, if he's going to be honest, but not unwelcome.
Kimblee has his gloves on, as he always does in Johto; he can still feel the contact through the fabric, however, and he responds to it easily, turning his hand a bit to grip Isaac's lightly with his own. Again, it's something he does because he suspects he's expected to do it, but the motion is fluid and the contact is...pleasant to him, despite the indirectness of it.]
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Kimblee has his gloves on, as he always does in Johto; he can still feel the contact through the fabric, however, and he responds to it easily, turning his hand a bit to grip Isaac's lightly with his own. Again, it's something he does because he suspects he's expected to do it, but the motion is fluid and the contact is...pleasant to him, despite the indirectness of it.]
That's good to hear, then.