[ it makes sense, even if guren can’t make himself finish the thought. dextera feels strangely guilty, like it’s his fault for dying in guren’s dream, but he can’t let himself think like that. it truly isn’t his fault, this time. he was here, and he can be here still. ]
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[ dextera squeezes guren’s fingers, scooting himself closer to cover the distance that was put between them, and he lifts their joined hands to his mouth to gently press his lips to guren’s knuckles.
undeniable contact can only help, right? dextera is warm and alive, and the nightmare should be over now. ]
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[ dextera squeezes guren’s fingers, scooting himself closer to cover the distance that was put between them, and he lifts their joined hands to his mouth to gently press his lips to guren’s knuckles.
undeniable contact can only help, right? dextera is warm and alive, and the nightmare should be over now. ]