[It doesn't seem pathetic to Connor, any more than his own crying- scratch that, his own crying had definitely been pathetic. But Chloe's isn't. He's sure that if she's crying there's a good reason for it. He rests his cheek on top of her head, rubbing gentle circles into her back and making soothing noises low under his breath. He's not encouraging her to stop crying, she needs to let this out, but he hopes he can offer some comfort to her.]
Of course.
[He murmurs it into her hair, knowing she'll hear him. When she reaches for his hand, he laces their fingers together as his skin flows away, accepting the invitation to interface.]
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Of course.
[He murmurs it into her hair, knowing she'll hear him. When she reaches for his hand, he laces their fingers together as his skin flows away, accepting the invitation to interface.]