It's alright. Most of it happened a long time ago.
[ It hasn't faded the scars, but the ache of it all has lessened with time, with more reasons given to him to keep going. Pressed, red and resplendent, into his hands. At least until he isn't needed anymore — and therein lies the selfishness, a reason again pressed so gently into his grasp. Concern loosens his expression rather than furrows it, matched in that moment. ]
If you're having trouble, I want you to come find me.
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[ It hasn't faded the scars, but the ache of it all has lessened with time, with more reasons given to him to keep going. Pressed, red and resplendent, into his hands. At least until he isn't needed anymore — and therein lies the selfishness, a reason again pressed so gently into his grasp. Concern loosens his expression rather than furrows it, matched in that moment. ]
If you're having trouble, I want you to come find me.