[ falco just nearly flinches at the contact thinning the remaining space until his back is covered by an embrace. no matter how frightened he was and the amount of safety he felt with distance— there was safety in its lack, too. he gives in to it. ]
I’m so sorry— so sorry, Fern. [ it feels like a sorry here isn’t enough, but it’s the only thing that he can feel meaning towards when he speaks it into fern’s shoulder. the opposite one, on the other hand— ] How hurt are you—?
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I’m so sorry— so sorry, Fern. [ it feels like a sorry here isn’t enough, but it’s the only thing that he can feel meaning towards when he speaks it into fern’s shoulder. the opposite one, on the other hand— ] How hurt are you—?