[ It's careful, still. But he moves his spoken hand down slowly. Over scalp. Down the back of Theo's neck. And after a few seconds of hesitation, under the blanket to slide down Theo's back, between his shoulderblades.
He's so warm. In the burning, fevered way of his condition, yes. But also in the living, breathing way. Burning with life, even as he knows that somewhere inside of him the strangling nothing of the light is taking hold. ]
Whatever I have done to earn it, I should do again a thousand times. [ Then, carefully stroking at one ear with the fingertips of his crystal hand- ] Will you look at me? Only for a moment.
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He's so warm. In the burning, fevered way of his condition, yes. But also in the living, breathing way. Burning with life, even as he knows that somewhere inside of him the strangling nothing of the light is taking hold. ]
Whatever I have done to earn it, I should do again a thousand times. [ Then, carefully stroking at one ear with the fingertips of his crystal hand- ] Will you look at me? Only for a moment.