[It takes time for the response to surface, but he does will himself to meet Cy's eyes — his own expression lined with uncertainty, downcast.]
If we were somewhere else, [in a low voice, fingers tightening over Cy's] then yes. I'd want that.
[To put this into speech is terrifying, as if he's set some fragile, glass-edged part of himself out into the open to be shattered by a blow. Yet the simple proximity of Cy's body helps the burden, the words said to him over the course of their time together like a balm to soothe the ache.]
But we're here. It's too dangerous, for both of us. This place is unpredictable. So... I'm not going to set that restriction. I just don't how I'll be able to handle the way it makes me feel.
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If we were somewhere else, [in a low voice, fingers tightening over Cy's] then yes. I'd want that.
[To put this into speech is terrifying, as if he's set some fragile, glass-edged part of himself out into the open to be shattered by a blow. Yet the simple proximity of Cy's body helps the burden, the words said to him over the course of their time together like a balm to soothe the ache.]
But we're here. It's too dangerous, for both of us. This place is unpredictable. So... I'm not going to set that restriction. I just don't how I'll be able to handle the way it makes me feel.