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... n, fingers digging through the other man’s fabric, afraid as if the whole world would slip through if he let go.
Elian allowed him, staring at the crumbled ceiling, the faint whine of the wind outside blowing past them.
He let Aven cry. Letting him soak his shirt and shake against his chest until it stopped sounding like breathing and more like scraping.
When Aven’s breathing stabilized, Elian muttered,
"Great. You’re repainting my clothes with snot. Didn’t I tell ...
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