[ He understands. He's always understood the gap of knowledge that exists between them. He knows there's a void when it comes to his past and powers. Did you think he didn't? That he hasn't weighed it against who he knows you are? That he hasn't already chosen his stance on it? He knows you understand him better than he understands you. Any of his classmates would be better suited to the task than him, who doesn't comprehend when you tease him. Who can't tell when you smile to keep the peace or when it's heartfelt. Who witnessed so many tears growing up, the shock of seeing them is heavily subdued but for the dialing of his pupils, and the way his grip tightens against his hand.
His name, uttered in hesitation, roots him to the spot, sending his mind scrambling for a response that isn't to cling to him the way he did with his mother, smothering her in the process. When Allen bows his head, placing his weight on his shoulder, it's exactly the green light he's been waiting for. He instantly wraps an arm around him into a tight embrace, holding him the way he wanted from the start. ]
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His name, uttered in hesitation, roots him to the spot, sending his mind scrambling for a response that isn't to cling to him the way he did with his mother, smothering her in the process. When Allen bows his head, placing his weight on his shoulder, it's exactly the green light he's been waiting for. He instantly wraps an arm around him into a tight embrace, holding him the way he wanted from the start. ]
I'm here. I'm not leaving.
[ His stance from the start. ]