"Don't you dare," Hawke frowns, his voice a soft but firm warning. "If Jon's words that sparked this entire thing aren't something to be sorry for then neither are yours."
He takes a heavy breath, moving his hands to the sides of Chris's face, not forcing him to make eye contact but at least guiding his gaze in that direction. "It isn't your fault. You've done nothing wrong. We're all of us in a place that needs fought and you're at it tooth and nail. I hate that this happened to you but I am proud of you for not giving up."
He kisses him then, a fierce press to Chris' forehead because he can't kiss his mouth. He'd say something meant to be kind that would be so cruel in this moment. He won't put his feelings before Chris' right now, he won't let him worry over the mess of himself when there's plenty of other mess that can't be ignored.
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He takes a heavy breath, moving his hands to the sides of Chris's face, not forcing him to make eye contact but at least guiding his gaze in that direction. "It isn't your fault. You've done nothing wrong. We're all of us in a place that needs fought and you're at it tooth and nail. I hate that this happened to you but I am proud of you for not giving up."
He kisses him then, a fierce press to Chris' forehead because he can't kiss his mouth. He'd say something meant to be kind that would be so cruel in this moment. He won't put his feelings before Chris' right now, he won't let him worry over the mess of himself when there's plenty of other mess that can't be ignored.