[ It's not even half way through his last statement that he'll find that her hand has left his... only for both of her arms to embrace him from the side.
"Seriously, I'm good--" How--
".....Whoever the guy was, it was a long time ago." Dismissive, nonchalant.
--How, when there had obviously been a wetness upon his cheek?
If he is telling the truth-- if he doesn't know the man's name or recognize who he is-- then him being moved enough to shed a tear for this nameless, unrecognizable man.... that makes this worse. Something in his heart has stirred, something in his heart is hurt. Hurt enough to the extent that he doesn't even consciously recognize it, perhaps. ]
Cloud, [ She repeats his name again. ] be kind to yourself.
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"Seriously, I'm good--" How--
".....Whoever the guy was, it was a long time ago." Dismissive, nonchalant.
--How, when there had obviously been a wetness upon his cheek?
If he is telling the truth-- if he doesn't know the man's name or recognize who he is-- then him being moved enough to shed a tear for this nameless, unrecognizable man.... that makes this worse. Something in his heart has stirred, something in his heart is hurt. Hurt enough to the extent that he doesn't even consciously recognize it, perhaps. ]
Cloud, [ She repeats his name again. ] be kind to yourself.