[One tear spills over. His breathing is ragged still, and the further embrace is just as painful as the start. His shoulders bow, but he returns it, stiff and awkward as he is.
He's not a man used to, or perhaps comfortable with, casual shared affection, but walking through this waking nightmare together is more intimate than just a simple gesture of comfort, sorely needed in a time of pain. His hands are gentle with awkwardness when he rests them on her shoulders, for just a moment.
Which is why it was the cost. A memory to give up, to finally fade into darkness. That's a light he has to hold onto. He's doing this for a reason. And Evru - ripping his heart out and leaving it behind, if he must. So he draws back, to meet her eyes, his face drawn.]
I do not want to forget him, [He admits, quietly.] And yet -
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He's not a man used to, or perhaps comfortable with, casual shared affection, but walking through this waking nightmare together is more intimate than just a simple gesture of comfort, sorely needed in a time of pain. His hands are gentle with awkwardness when he rests them on her shoulders, for just a moment.
Which is why it was the cost. A memory to give up, to finally fade into darkness. That's a light he has to hold onto. He's doing this for a reason. And Evru - ripping his heart out and leaving it behind, if he must. So he draws back, to meet her eyes, his face drawn.]
I do not want to forget him, [He admits, quietly.] And yet -