I could use another shoulder, mine are getting crowded.
[ Jokes, because what else can he say? That he'd actually rather just lay here in bed for the rest of the day as a useless miserable lump? That he had to wait too long for his magic to return in order to heal his wounds from the day before and now he imagines he can see all the cut lines as barely-there scars on his skin and he doesn't want the questions or the pity when someone eventually notices? That every time he thinks about opening his eyes after Grayson finished he loses every bit of appetite? It will all get better, he knows it will get better, but only with time. With people.
He's not going to cut himself off. He can't, it's not who he is at his core and he knows he doesn't really want to, but this morning that feels more like a weight than a boon. ]
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[ Jokes, because what else can he say? That he'd actually rather just lay here in bed for the rest of the day as a useless miserable lump? That he had to wait too long for his magic to return in order to heal his wounds from the day before and now he imagines he can see all the cut lines as barely-there scars on his skin and he doesn't want the questions or the pity when someone eventually notices? That every time he thinks about opening his eyes after Grayson finished he loses every bit of appetite? It will all get better, he knows it will get better, but only with time. With people.
He's not going to cut himself off. He can't, it's not who he is at his core and he knows he doesn't really want to, but this morning that feels more like a weight than a boon. ]
I'd like that.
I love you.
[ I hate this. ]