*holds on to you just as tightly as you hold him and takes such immense comfort from your cheek against his, your curls just tickling his nose, and with his eyes screwed shut, it could be bright again*
*murmuring* I'll stay with you. I love you. You won't lose me, I promise. *and he sounds almost assured now that he must convince you that he is well and he is whole* Let's get the lights back on, my Ehtello.