He leans in, brushing Luka's hair back, touching his face, dapping the sweaty forehead. It's strange. He was so lost just moments ago, but this seems so familiar. Now he's calm, now he knows what to do.
Maybe because it's already heartbreaking. Maybe the dream doesn't have to do anything to make it worse.
He leans in, pressing his lips to Luka's head, feeling the tears squeezing past the struggle and all of his defences.]
It's okay. You're okay, you... you're okay now. You can let go.
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Carter dreads this part.
He leans in, brushing Luka's hair back, touching his face, dapping the sweaty forehead. It's strange. He was so lost just moments ago, but this seems so familiar. Now he's calm, now he knows what to do.
Maybe because it's already heartbreaking. Maybe the dream doesn't have to do anything to make it worse.
He leans in, pressing his lips to Luka's head, feeling the tears squeezing past the struggle and all of his defences.]
It's okay. You're okay, you... you're okay now. You can let go.