[They hadn't talked about that, not yet. Not really. They'd touched on it, but just enough for Adam to know the wound was there. That he'd been here and felt so alone. It felt like cleaning an infected wound. The infection was healing, but there was still hurt underneath.
[Not that he really expected anything different. But it still helps to hear. To have that understanding - without needing to open up the hurt too deeply.]
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I'm serious though - he's
In all honesty he's a bit like if Lance and Will somehow became one person
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... oh dear.
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Yeah. I mean that in
I mean it in the best possible way, but that's a pretty good way to describe him.
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He can put on a big front, but there's... there's a lot under there. I don't know the whole story, he hasn't volunteered it. But -
The abilities this place gave him makes him transfer feelings with contact, I think. I ... saw some things - felt? some things.
He's not used to being alone, I don't think. He
Needs to be around people
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Then-- quietly]
What did you feel? From him, I mean.
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Felt like how I felt before I found anyone. In Deerington. Here.
[Before I found you]
[The isolation and loneliness and blame.]
I couldn't leave him alone in that house. Not like I was.
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He let's out a quiet exhale.]
Alright.
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[Not that he really expected anything different. But it still helps to hear. To have that understanding - without needing to open up the hurt too deeply.]
[Not yet.]
Love you
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[As a thank you.]
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