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[wolfehawke]

Contrary to getting more keyed up at the request, Hawke instead relaxes somewhat. Chris lays on him all the time, this is normal and feels it. With a small smile, Hawke scoots into the corner of the couch, arranging himself to be a comfortable cushion. "I'm saying yes not because I'm a nice person, though thank you for saying so, but because I want to make sure you know I'm here because we're friends, not any other reason. I would still be here regardless."

It's a little rough on his heart, but not any worse than any time before, and it's fundementally a relief given what they've now got looming on the horizon. He hopes he'll make it long enough before talking. He thinks he can make it, if only by virtue of Chris needing him to wait. He can wait. He can be patient.

If the alternative is making Chris overwhelmed and possibly pushing him away, he can be patient.

"Now come here, it's cold."

[chrisisofaith]

He gives a small, acknowledging, hum and moves back to settle in against Wolfe, tucking himself in against his friend in a way that has him relaxing by degrees. Maybe he shouldn't be indulging in this for...all kinds of reasons, but Hawke was here and willing and Chris-

He needed this. A moment of normalcy, even if that weight he'd felt at the back of his head since yesterday still lingered at the edges.

"I hope, in the spirit of 'I'd be here regardless' you know that I do intend to show my very thorough appreciation for your attention and protection, once things are a little less hectic." He doesn't say it with the same sort of smirking innuendo he might normally, but does lean his head back a bit more on whatever part of Wolfe happens to be behind him.

[wolfehawke]

"I'll make sure to clear my busy schedule." He settles back too, arms loosely by Chris' sides in a sort of proto embrace. He'll let Chris be as close or as far as he wishes and remain static himself for now. A solid frame to lean on.

He wants to kiss the top of Chris' head but refrains, unsure if that would be welcome with what they've just discussed or if it would be painfully awkward. Would that be something he would do normally, though? He's not sure. It's a little difficult to untangle the reasons for his behavior around Chris since his feelings for the cleric have been entangled for so long now. Maybe? He wants to think he would.

As a compromised, he rests his chin lightly against the back of Chris' head, not kissing but still a gesture of freely given intimacy. "Whenever you're ready."