[He sniffles, reaching up to rest one hand over her arm, while the other rubs his face. It's about as close to hugging her back as he'll get.]
[Maybe he wasn't the Ranpo she knew, but... he was still "Ranpo" wasn't he? If she would allow it, maybe she could be someone he could lean on? Even if only just a little.]
[He makes a soft sound of affirmation, his head resting on her shoulder. Even now, he's clearly trying to compose himself, to dry his tears and calm himself down. But-- it's hard. For someone like Ranpo, who didn't typically allow himself this level of vulnerability, it was hard to reel it back in once cast.]
[And maybe a part of him doesn't want to. Is there anyone else here in this world he'd feel comfortable showing this side of himself to? Even now, even while being held in Setsura's arms and comforted, he feels like he should be pulling himself together.]
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[He sniffles, reaching up to rest one hand over her arm, while the other rubs his face. It's about as close to hugging her back as he'll get.]
[Maybe he wasn't the Ranpo she knew, but... he was still "Ranpo" wasn't he? If she would allow it, maybe she could be someone he could lean on? Even if only just a little.]
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[ She says it simply, softly and within those three words is so much. She's here and she isn't going to go and leave him alone. ]
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[And maybe a part of him doesn't want to. Is there anyone else here in this world he'd feel comfortable showing this side of himself to? Even now, even while being held in Setsura's arms and comforted, he feels like he should be pulling himself together.]
...sorry. Just... need a minute.
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[ Turning her head into his, she gives him a nuzzle, but she doesn't press. She meant it, after all. ]