[Intimacy is somewhat of a stranger to him lately. That happens when you slip through the floorboards of existence and get lost on a regular basis. But he's not opposed to it, and even though it is through snot and tears, Christian does find a little comfort in that awkward hug. The closeness just reminds him of how much of that he's given up. It irritates the ache left by the firefly's bite and Christian ends up leaving a wet mess on Dodger's shoulder as he presses his face against it, fighting back some sobs.]
So you get to keep secrets but I have to suffer? How is that fair?
[He laughs against Dodger's clothes, bringing an arm up against his back to hold him.]
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So you get to keep secrets but I have to suffer? How is that fair?
[He laughs against Dodger's clothes, bringing an arm up against his back to hold him.]
Tell me something else, then. About yourself.