[ And you've been joined to his brain for long enough that he knows what that statement means. Which is why he's pressing his head back into his hands -- fingers fisted now as he tries to breathe.
That laugh that escapes him is awash with a mix of emotions: guilt, helplessness, and even a little bit of fear. ]
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That laugh that escapes him is awash with a mix of emotions: guilt, helplessness, and even a little bit of fear. ]