... well, that's hateful. vax's heart twists in his chest - he's not hiding it, at least, so there're no flower petals. instead, he just shakes his head, reaching down to very carefully tuck the blanket. ]
...I've been there before. [ softer. ] It's not your fault.
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... well, that's hateful. vax's heart twists in his chest - he's not hiding it, at least, so there're no flower petals. instead, he just shakes his head, reaching down to very carefully tuck the blanket. ]
...I've been there before. [ softer. ] It's not your fault.