( He can hold a halfway corpse. He can hold just a head. It's what he did for hundreds of years. Just the promise of company is enough - and Yoru is giving him something tangible, in the way he holds him, in the honey of his words. So much more than just a promise that maybe one day he'll be there. How can he loathe that? )
... See? You're doing it again.
( Spoiling him, that's what this is. And he accepts it, the way Yoru comforts him; draws him in - that this seems to be difficult for him makes this all the more dear to Hwylryn. )
... Is this what you need? ( Does Yoru need hugs? Surely, his family has cured him some - but is that enough to tide him over now, in this place, unsteady as they are after all this confession? ) Is this what you wanted to have, a long time ago, too?
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... See? You're doing it again.
( Spoiling him, that's what this is. And he accepts it, the way Yoru comforts him; draws him in - that this seems to be difficult for him makes this all the more dear to Hwylryn. )
... Is this what you need? ( Does Yoru need hugs? Surely, his family has cured him some - but is that enough to tide him over now, in this place, unsteady as they are after all this confession? ) Is this what you wanted to have, a long time ago, too?