[After a moment, Hakkai lifts one hand to D2's shoulder, and rests it there, against the shoulderblade he can feel through skin and shirt. His touch is light, and still awkward, but he's trying to offer comfort.
Of course, he reflects, he's always been bad at that. The hug seems to be helping D2 more than anything else.]
I am, too.
[Thankful that a reckless decision hadn't cost more than... perhaps it's easiest, he reflects, to think of it as a very bad injury; he has certainly had enough of those. And thankful that D2 survived it, and Ross, too. It could have been much worse.
Thankful, for that matter, that his memory is back.]
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Of course, he reflects, he's always been bad at that. The hug seems to be helping D2 more than anything else.]
I am, too.
[Thankful that a reckless decision hadn't cost more than... perhaps it's easiest, he reflects, to think of it as a very bad injury; he has certainly had enough of those. And thankful that D2 survived it, and Ross, too. It could have been much worse.
Thankful, for that matter, that his memory is back.]