[He doesn't move, at least not immediately. When he finally looks up at your face, you then get the chance to see, in full, just how much the results of this latest engagement, together with all of the past few weeks, have utterly destroyed him.
Your name is on the tip of his tongue, but it comes out as a sob instead. That sob is quickly followed by another, and - right after he starts to break down completely - he's unfolding, reaching out to cling to you like a child. He's quivering from the pain he's in, and from the cold.
There is, of course, a tiny part of him that wishes he could actually curl up and die. The rest of him, though, is shattering. Maybe you're going to be the only thing that can hold him together.]
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Your name is on the tip of his tongue, but it comes out as a sob instead. That sob is quickly followed by another, and - right after he starts to break down completely - he's unfolding, reaching out to cling to you like a child. He's quivering from the pain he's in, and from the cold.
There is, of course, a tiny part of him that wishes he could actually curl up and die. The rest of him, though, is shattering. Maybe you're going to be the only thing that can hold him together.]