Aftermath: Amadeus & Ariel
Amadeus slid his arms around Ariel and held him in return. "Like I'm going to let a burning building falling on me keep me from coming back to you. I'm not that much of a big, damn hero." And if it hadn't been for Anastasia he would have left sooner than he had. He hated that he hadn't been able to get her out but there was nothing to be done. She had made her choice and all they could do was respect that and mourn her loss.
Sliding his hand up, he held one side of Ariel's head while he pressed his lips tightly to the other side of it. Perhaps when Ariel had once asked if Amadeus would be able to handle him being a Hound and knowingly sending him into danger he should have asked the same of Ariel in return. Not all Sheriffs would have risked themselves the way Amadeus just had but he had never been one to ask of others what he himself wasn't willing to do. "Who else was I going to trust to pass my phone off too? Anyone else might have scrolled through it until they found the dick pics," he teased, trying to lighten things even as he continued holding on to Ariel just as tightly.