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Sure am.

[We are a super happy puppy right now. Yes indeed. He leans against Diarmuid and grins]

Hey. Glad you came with me.

Edited 2012-12-04 10:59 (UTC)

You didn't give me a choice, you shameless kidnapper.

[It's a big glowing sign of how well he's doing that he can joke and smile so easily now. Being calm enough and sane enough for this is still rare, but it's a clear glimpse at the heart that still belongs to the person he was all those years ago.]

But you know, part of me never really gave up hope that you'd come for me some day. I'm glad you made it before it disappeared.

Me too. I think I'd be pretty pissed at myself if I left without you a second time.

I'd have died if you had.

[starting to cling more now]

Even if my body didn't, "I" would have.

[have an affectionate snuggle]

Not on my watch.

[the thought is scary. the memory is scary.

he's still not losing it, but he holds on tighter and squeezes his eyes shut against the fake images.]

You're stupid. I'm still so troublesome...

You forget I hang around Archer, you know.

He's not the same kind of troublesome.

Am I allowed to say you're cuter?

[oh so much blushing and smashing his face into Cu's chest to hide it]

No.

Huh, too late then.

[have an affectionate punch in the ribs]

Hey!

[retaliates by smacking him upside the head]

[this collarbone biting is legitimately not sexual!!

it is too hard a bite to be sexy. :)]

Ow. Ow. OW!

[have a few more smacks to the head]

That hurts, dude!

[lets go with an "ow" of his own, grabbing at Cu's hands]

Don't hit me!

Sorry...

[woops, suddenly remembering that your bff is crazy]

[making a face caught somewhere between the "flustered" mood he was in and the "nervous and frightened" that is reflex.

He's struggling really hard to keep the crazy in the box.]

[VALIANT ATTEMPT TO FIX THIS #1: gently flop against Diarmuid and offer a friendly smile]

[not sure how to handle all these huge and conflicting emotions

solution: see icon]

Hey. It's okay.

[yes that's right it's going to be okay, he's going to kick the bad things until it's okay, this is sort of what he's been training himself to do since they escaped. It's less the guilt (because he's still certain he did the best he could do) and more that....well, he just really wants Diarmuid to be okay.]

["It's ok" is a nice thing to hear.

It's also something really foreign, and comfort is the catalyst for relief, which is another overwhelming emotion. All in all it adds up to curling up, still hiding his face but also pressing against Cu, and dissolving into a sudden fit of rather childish tears.]

Whoa....whoa, Diarmuid? Somethin' wrong?

[OH GOD WHAT DO?! D8]

I don't know!

[I just have too much going on in my head to handle at once! Some of it is good enough to cry over and some of it is bad enough to cry over, and he honestly has no idea how to make heads or tails of the internal mess.]

[Yes this is what we're going to do (okay honestly he has no idea what to do) -- we're going to hug him. We're going to fucking hug it out because it's manly and it doesn't require words. Fuck yes. This is a fantastic idea.]

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