[ it does so much more than guren realizes—or even than dextera realizes sometimes, caught up in his own pain as he is. it’s too easy to take it for granted that guren will be here, the more time they spend together.
dextera scoots forward, and then lets himself rest against guren with his forehead pressed to guren’s shoulder. it’s been a few days, and guren isn’t perfectly healed, but he’s obviously better—moving, albeit not strenuously. he can handle it for a second if dextera does this. ]
I…
[ quietly, in his voice, but he doesn’t finish the thought. ]
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dextera scoots forward, and then lets himself rest against guren with his forehead pressed to guren’s shoulder. it’s been a few days, and guren isn’t perfectly healed, but he’s obviously better—moving, albeit not strenuously. he can handle it for a second if dextera does this. ]
I…
[ quietly, in his voice, but he doesn’t finish the thought. ]