[Eventually, Ken's resting his forehead against Zero's chest, head bowed. Tiny, half-suppressed noises occasionally escape his throat, low and plaintive, but mostly he's quiet; there are tears, too, but at this angle they're almost impossible to see.
He doesn't know what to say. There doesn't appear to be much for him to do, either. All he can do is lean against Zero, and ache.]
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He doesn't know what to say. There doesn't appear to be much for him to do, either. All he can do is lean against Zero, and ache.]