He shouldn't be at all in the slightest, but this seems to surprise him a little. Maybe what surprises him is hearing it laid out so plainly to him. They all spend so much time literally never saying any of that.
On top of him believing he didn't deserve it, after everything.
A tiny smidgen of heat crawls up into his face from his neck. For some reason, he curls the fingers of one hand into his chest, almost idly. Why does it hurt in a good way, hearing that?]
They're... [WOW, HE IS SO BAD AT THIS.] ...They never gave up on me.
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They seem -- [she starts, and then... stops.] They love you.
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He shouldn't be at all in the slightest, but this seems to surprise him a little. Maybe what surprises him is hearing it laid out so plainly to him. They all spend so much time literally never saying any of that.
On top of him believing he didn't deserve it, after everything.
A tiny smidgen of heat crawls up into his face from his neck. For some reason, he curls the fingers of one hand into his chest, almost idly. Why does it hurt in a good way, hearing that?]
They're... [WOW, HE IS SO BAD AT THIS.] ...They never gave up on me.
I couldn't ask for better friends.
[Harold, they're a thruple.]