[ He doesn't quite respond at first, fingers tightening a little through his hair, breathe in, breathe out. He's not slipping, not that close yet, but everything is still so fresh that brushing up against it even slightly is enough for this. ]
-- Not talked about it with them. [ Because he can't possibly tell Maine, because that could just seal his fate, and -- god, there's that voice again, at the back of his head. Why does it only ever come in times like this. ]
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-- Not talked about it with them. [ Because he can't possibly tell Maine, because that could just seal his fate, and -- god, there's that voice again, at the back of his head. Why does it only ever come in times like this. ]