[ Even at a time like this, with sad words like that that he could steal for himself, it’s nice to hear Dextera’s voice. ]
Who, me? [ Since he’s managing to seem pulled together, he can try to lighten this himself. It’s no good when Dex is so sad, so worried— he should focus on relief. He hums like he’s considering the worry, like it’s small. ] I was never going anywhere. I just wanted to be able to hear your voice.
[ A liar with bad jokes, but he’s trying. Death had been uncomfortably close. He’d been right there. Guren loosens his hold around Dextera slightly, but stays leaning close, fingers curling where they are. ]
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Who, me? [ Since he’s managing to seem pulled together, he can try to lighten this himself. It’s no good when Dex is so sad, so worried— he should focus on relief. He hums like he’s considering the worry, like it’s small. ] I was never going anywhere. I just wanted to be able to hear your voice.
[ A liar with bad jokes, but he’s trying. Death had been uncomfortably close. He’d been right there. Guren loosens his hold around Dextera slightly, but stays leaning close, fingers curling where they are. ]