[This is one group hug he can get behind. Without hesitation (he's not letting himself overthink things now) he lets himself be dragged into it, hooking his foot around his chair's leg to pull it closer to theirs.
It's just me now, is what he thought when it him. It's what he thought yesterday morning when the consequences of war sunk in, finally, in the warmth of a sunny day that ultimately couldn't touch him.
I don't know how to handle this, and it's just me now.
Grief talking. It got him for a second, he can admit (we're only human). He knows better. Has always known better. And if he has to suffer twenty of these team hugs to remind himself of everyone he still has in his life...
[Action: Ino-Shika-Chou]
It's just me now, is what he thought when it him. It's what he thought yesterday morning when the consequences of war sunk in, finally, in the warmth of a sunny day that ultimately couldn't touch him.
I don't know how to handle this, and it's just me now.
Grief talking. It got him for a second, he can admit (we're only human). He knows better. Has always known better. And if he has to suffer twenty of these team hugs to remind himself of everyone he still has in his life...
Then that's okay too.]