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Wrath ([personal profile] garbagechild) wrote in [community profile] victory_road 2024-09-13 09:34 pm (UTC)

It does, it does make him feel better.

Enough that he's able to lift his head again, still wearing that wobbly little smile.

In the weeks since he'd arrived, he's barely spoken to anybody-- the occasional near-incomprehensible text messages aside. Between that, and the way he'd been fighting so hard to avoid even thinking about what had happened literal seconds before his arrival... He hadn't realized just how badly the pressure in his heart had built up, keeping it bottled.

It still hurts... but speaking it aloud had drained the wound a little.

"I hope so... I hope they found each other."

A pause, as he lifts his non-metallic arm to drag it across his eyes-- as much to rid himself of the accumulated gunk of deep sleep as it is to soothe the soreness of last night's meltdown.

"... n'I'm glad I found you."

Envy, Scar, and the not-present Lust. All of them. That they were still here, and happy.

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