[If Wrath put even a tiny bit of stock in the concept of 'God' beyond its potent use in waxing melodramatic about things... he would be thanking it. As it is, he doesn't know who or what to thank, but he's thankful. He's so thankful.]
[It doesn't close the searing wound in his soul that he himself cut on that accursed day in the warehouse, but it is a balm. Knowing, even if he still has a hard time wrapping his mind around how it all works, that she was here. Alive here. Okay here.]
M- ... m... mi-ssed you to-oo...
[A hoarse, agonized sound escapes his throat before he can stop it and then the dam busts and he's just sobbing into her shoulder in full earnest. Still more... tempered, than when he was brand new. But... well... he has a lot of crying to make up for.]
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[If Wrath put even a tiny bit of stock in the concept of 'God' beyond its potent use in waxing melodramatic about things... he would be thanking it. As it is, he doesn't know who or what to thank, but he's thankful. He's so thankful.]
[It doesn't close the searing wound in his soul that he himself cut on that accursed day in the warehouse, but it is a balm. Knowing, even if he still has a hard time wrapping his mind around how it all works, that she was here. Alive here. Okay here.]
M- ... m... mi-ssed you to-oo...
[A hoarse, agonized sound escapes his throat before he can stop it and then the dam busts and he's just sobbing into her shoulder in full earnest. Still more... tempered, than when he was brand new. But... well... he has a lot of crying to make up for.]