The little bastions of anger and defensiveness and resentment and uncertainty all start to dissolve under John's uncomplicated tenderness.
Quietly, experimentally, Yellow holds this moment in mind and touches the edge of a withered bit of gray inside him. The edges of the injury smolder, then glow, and chew into the dimness like a fire prepares ground for fresh planting. It's tiring, and it doesn't do the whole job, and he loses his grip on it all a little when the gray starts to remind him of Larson. Larson's voice, Larson's orders, Larson's threats. But he manages a little bit, at least.
He is emphatically not prepared for it. The feel of it all, so present and undeniable, on top of the reassurances and affection--
Yeah the blobby is crying it's disturbing tears, the swells of red running down his cheeks and back into the form of his body. They aren't bad tears at least. Just the product of profound relief as he starts to believe he's safe. He's home. At least for now, nothing seems keen to take that away.
And John's just going to keep petting and nuzzling and supporting him while he does it. There's nothing else that needs saying, after all. He's proud of you, Edwin, and he loves you, Edwin, and he'll help you get better. That's it.
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Quietly, experimentally, Yellow holds this moment in mind and touches the edge of a withered bit of gray inside him. The edges of the injury smolder, then glow, and chew into the dimness like a fire prepares ground for fresh planting. It's tiring, and it doesn't do the whole job, and he loses his grip on it all a little when the gray starts to remind him of Larson. Larson's voice, Larson's orders, Larson's threats. But he manages a little bit, at least.
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You did it! Look! You did it! It definitely looks better.
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Yeah the blobby is crying it's disturbing tears, the swells of red running down his cheeks and back into the form of his body. They aren't bad tears at least. Just the product of profound relief as he starts to believe he's safe. He's home. At least for now, nothing seems keen to take that away.
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