[ He feels that nervousness and feeds back some soft reassurance. They're lucky they have this bond. Especially to start. Pushing through all the initial anxieties and being able to express just how much Sholmes means to him. ]
I'm a pretty simple guy. I just want you here with me.
[ Good thing that isn't the concussion. But he kisses that smile, soaking up that feeling. It really was nice having a solace in this madness. He would have carried that weight alone, has carried his weight alone... but sometimes, it's nice to have a place to turn to. ]
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I'm a pretty simple guy. I just want you here with me.
[ He plants a very soft kiss on Sholmes. ]
I hope I can repay that.
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[He pulls him in closer, just to have him here. Just to hold him. To know he's here, and this is real.]
[There's warmth, but...there's also gratitude, here.]
You already are.
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Then I'd say we're evenly matched.
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[He smiles - his head might be pounding, but just for the moment, everything feels light. Weightless. Like it should be.]
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I count myself as lucky.