[ ah. he hadn't meant to make him cry, and he kind of falters for a second before bringing an arm around Sol and loosely holding him there, rubbing his back. He doesn't say anything for a long time. Can he pretend, still? Should he, when he's like this?
He doesn't really want to, is the thing. Seeing that stick again... He'd carried it for so long. ]
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He doesn't really want to, is the thing. Seeing that stick again... He'd carried it for so long. ]
... We'll figure it out, Roxas.