there's nothing besides a small sound of acknowledgement at that. the tight grip on add's clothes loosens, as the nausea, grief and anger drain leo again. he wants to tell add that it's fine, that he didn't know, he didn't have to apologize, that leo doesn't actually deserve that anyway, but it's hard enough to stand.
when they finally do reach the top, he's going to move to be a useful lump on the ground. it doesn't return any of his vigor, doesn't make it any easier to breathe, but at this point he knows nothing he does will.
add's still here, though. as much as leo tries, he can't ignore that. ]
... You can go if you wanna. I won't get angry. I won't tell anyone you did, either, so...
[ he feels like add won't, because he's kind like sena was (ah), but he says it anyway. ]
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there's nothing besides a small sound of acknowledgement at that. the tight grip on add's clothes loosens, as the nausea, grief and anger drain leo again. he wants to tell add that it's fine, that he didn't know, he didn't have to apologize, that leo doesn't actually deserve that anyway, but it's hard enough to stand.
when they finally do reach the top, he's going to move to be a useful lump on the ground. it doesn't return any of his vigor, doesn't make it any easier to breathe, but at this point he knows nothing he does will.
add's still here, though. as much as leo tries, he can't ignore that. ]
... You can go if you wanna. I won't get angry. I won't tell anyone you did, either, so...
[ he feels like add won't, because he's kind like sena was (ah), but he says it anyway. ]