[It would be so much easier to just fall asleep right now. Not deal with it. Leave it for later. Half of his instincts, finely honed for the majority of his life, want nothing more than to do that.
But that won't do anything but make things worse, really. He's so tired of making things worse.
(...And this might do that anyway, but hey, Sion keeps trying to get him to take initiative, right?)
Quietly, he stands up and walks over to where Sion is sitting, and just. Lays a tentative hand on Sion's shoulder.
He has no idea what he's doing, he has no idea what to do, but being physically present... can't hurt, at least, right?]
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But that won't do anything but make things worse, really. He's so tired of making things worse.
(...And this might do that anyway, but hey, Sion keeps trying to get him to take initiative, right?)
Quietly, he stands up and walks over to where Sion is sitting, and just. Lays a tentative hand on Sion's shoulder.
He has no idea what he's doing, he has no idea what to do, but being physically present... can't hurt, at least, right?]