[Shakes his head a little, not about to let go of him any time soon. CAN HE JUST. HOLD YOU FOREVER AND THEN YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO ANYWHERE AND HE CAN PRETEND YOU DIDN'T DIE BECAUSE OF HIM?]
I yet live despite fucking attempt. [...] [Holding him as tight as he's able, and not giving a damn if he holds him too tight and ends up hurting his hands because fuck that he's not letting you out of his sight goddamn it pity anyone (aside from Nasir) who tries to approach you] That you stand with me now is some trick of the Gods.