*Shiox sucks in an uneven gasp of air, his body giving a light shudder. Varada is crying, and it... it's all his fault. He can feel his own eyes growing moist, a shivering frown forming on his lips.* S-sweetie, I.... S-sorry, I.... gonna... be okay.... *he whispers, his voice shaking, pained. It. It's going to be okay. He refuses to let go, refuses to leave the man holding him so close.*