[He can't restrain himself any longer; he pulls Fulcrum in tight, as if he might chase away that hollowness he hears through the pressure of his arms alone. But those arms shake, and his voice shakes.]
We missed you. [He couldn't remember that he missed his friend, and it leaves him feeling ragged and raw – that for those months, he was robbed even of his grief at the loss – and before he realises it his hands catch at Fulcrum's back as if the K-con might vanish again if he doesn't hold on with everything he's got.] I've missed you.
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[He can't restrain himself any longer; he pulls Fulcrum in tight, as if he might chase away that hollowness he hears through the pressure of his arms alone. But those arms shake, and his voice shakes.]
We missed you. [He couldn't remember that he missed his friend, and it leaves him feeling ragged and raw – that for those months, he was robbed even of his grief at the loss – and before he realises it his hands catch at Fulcrum's back as if the K-con might vanish again if he doesn't hold on with everything he's got.] I've missed you.