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[burnishingmad]

[Oh... He forgets sometimes how bag Galo's hands are until they're like this. He just swallows the lump in his throat until Galo's done and watches him.

God there's. Something he's feeling now. He can't put a finger on it just yet.]

Yeah... Out of sync.

[myburningsoul]

But...we're good now.

[But there's that hint of hesitation. A momentary pause.]

Right?

[burnishingmad]

I... think so.

[He's only ever had arguments like this with his parents before... And they never really. Ended on a proper resolution; he'd only ever been a child and had no real say in the matter.]

This is. New. To me.

[myburningsoul]

First time for everything I guess...Kinda glad we were able to figure it out.

Seriously. I was going kind of nuts there for a bit when you weren't coming home.

[burnishingmad]

Sorry.

[Look he... feels right at home bundled up with Galo like this. It doesn't help that Galo's warm and he's still sleeveless jacket and all.]

After starting one fire, I.. didn't feel like I could come back...

[myburningsoul]

[ L O O K. If we're making arguments, Galo has none. He's perfectly oblivious content right where he is.]

You can always come back...Fires or not. This is home right now, don't go thinking you can't come back here.

[burnishingmad]

[He's still in Galo's arms, on his lap. He's still tear-stained and a little emotional. But here he is, being offered a home where he hasn't had one in years.]

I....Thank you.

[myburningsoul]

Don't mention it.

[He wants to ask what he's being thanked for, but he knows it's something tied up with history and things he won't quite get.

And there's something a bit quiet and tender here he doesn't want to break with questions. So he lets it be. ]