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[incontrovertible]

( he could cry. men can definitely cry. if he doesn't want to, he doesn't have to. there are no requirements to this shoulder he's leaning on. )

[duderaider]

[nope, toxic masculinity strikes again]

[that in mind, after sometime and without crying, he finally starts to pull away] Okay. [a beat] Okay, uh. I'm good, I think. [not that he's pulled away more than not burying his face in her shoulder]

[incontrovertible]

Okay.

( She stops the circular motion of her hand as he leans back. )

That's here any time you need it.

[duderaider]

[he lets out a shuddering sigh of a breath, when she stops rubbing his back] Yeah, I -- yeah, I might take you up on that, sometime. [because he's still not okay, even if he's got his shit together again, for the moment]

[incontrovertible]

Well. That's the good thing about sometime. That ambiguity works in everybody's favor.

( AKA, she's not about to push. )

Some days it doesn't feel like it, but it is going to be okay.

[duderaider]

Yeah.

[he wishes he believed that, right now. he's also not about to argue, however. he doesn't really have the energy for it, the heart. maybe later. maybe later he'll feel better]

Yeah. Anyway, uh. You wanna -- I think I wanna go inside.

[she's welcome to join him? at least he's not going to be drinking anymore?]

[incontrovertible]

Yeah. Sure. Let's go inside. I will let a demon inside know there's a cleanup on deck 11.

( She rests a hand on his lower back as she accompanies him back inside. )

/scene?

[duderaider]

Great.

[and arm still around her, he'll half-lead, half-let himself be guided back inside]