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Cecil Honeychurch (choneychurch) wrote in gooseberry,

Cecil doesn't argue or even acknowledge the request, but he does resume brushing back Chris' hair as he listens. He feels his chest tighten with sympathy as the other boy says far more than he'd ever expected to hear; about how he sees himself, about the situation the three of them had become tangled up in, about his family, and about that awful conversation that he'd had with Levi after...everything. He hates to think of Chris crying. "Yeah," he reassures him quietly, focusing on the point that the Coppertale seems to need him to understand, "You told me that. And you're right. It's not a competition; it doesn't work like that. And...I'm glad we're all right."

What comes next renders him momentarily silent; the words are almost overwhelmingly kind, especially given the source. This time, though, his fingers keep up the steady, soothing stroking of Chris' hair and the pause doesn't stretch on quiet as long before he smiles a softly down at him. "Sometimes I get like that too. And...thank you, Chris. Really. That means a lot to me."