[Turns out he's not as prepared for this conversation as he thought. In planning it, he'd forgotten one very crucial thing: that talking about any sort of loss sets them off, lately. Sends her crying or doing something stupid and him either brooding or working it off, which, if they're around one another, sometimes means that they both get caught up in it and have to ride it out.
Like now.
She uses him to stem the tide of her tears and he doesn't have to ask to know that she's not just crying over the leg - when she says as much aloud, though, it carries over and hits him, too. Twists up his gut and presses his spine down to wrap his other arm around her and bury his face in her hair, throat too tight to speak.]
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Like now.
She uses him to stem the tide of her tears and he doesn't have to ask to know that she's not just crying over the leg - when she says as much aloud, though, it carries over and hits him, too. Twists up his gut and presses his spine down to wrap his other arm around her and bury his face in her hair, throat too tight to speak.]