[After attaching Sei's sheath to his belt, he takes the shovel. And when Xion's fingers linger... he knows he should shut down whatever path she's heading towards; whether these signs are from a simple need for comfort or something more is beyond him at the moment, but it shouldn't matter. In spite of that—it's too late for everything, isn't it?
He's already made his decision.
And so he lets her, before his grip tightens around the shovel. He swallows the lump threatening to form in his throat]
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He's already made his decision.
And so he lets her, before his grip tightens around the shovel. He swallows the lump threatening to form in his throat]
Got it.