[he just- crumples into that hug, letting himself be pulled into that warmth, that reassurance. his temperature runs cold, which is all the more noticeable when rondo's got him held like this.]
rondo will hold him tight, then! he feels mathis break and squeezes him tightly, giving them a tiny little rock, too. sometimes, that's all you can do, in the face of terrible tragedy, is hold onto each other and provide if nothing else, a tiny place for sanctuary. ]
I know. [ they shouldn't have. he agrees. his heart hurts - there's a lump in his throat that he has to talk around, even now. ] ...I know.
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[he just- crumples into that hug, letting himself be pulled into that warmth, that reassurance. his temperature runs cold, which is all the more noticeable when rondo's got him held like this.]
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rondo will hold him tight, then! he feels mathis break and squeezes him tightly, giving them a tiny little rock, too. sometimes, that's all you can do, in the face of terrible tragedy, is hold onto each other and provide if nothing else, a tiny place for sanctuary. ]
I know. [ they shouldn't have. he agrees. his heart hurts - there's a lump in his throat that he has to talk around, even now. ] ...I know.
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[he murmurs as he clings on to rondo, shaking his head.
it's not right. this isn't right. they should have had more time.]