Levity finally looks up at him, confusion plain on his features - this is not according to his mental script, his fears and memories. But...
Ardyn. He does remember that name. A kinder name, he'd said...
There's a sharp intake of breath, as though Levity can't believe this is real--and then he practically throws himself at Ardyn, wrapping his arms around him, clinging and tense with what turns out to be an unsuccessful effort at not crying.]
Ardyn--I, I'm so sorry, you've been so kind to me, yet I--
[Is he still having a crisis over saying mean things to fucked up closet Absinthe? Experts say yes.]
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Levity finally looks up at him, confusion plain on his features - this is not according to his mental script, his fears and memories. But...
Ardyn. He does remember that name. A kinder name, he'd said...
There's a sharp intake of breath, as though Levity can't believe this is real--and then he practically throws himself at Ardyn, wrapping his arms around him, clinging and tense with what turns out to be an unsuccessful effort at not crying.]
Ardyn--I, I'm so sorry, you've been so kind to me, yet I--
[Is he still having a crisis over saying mean things to fucked up closet Absinthe? Experts say yes.]