Kit doesn't know if he agrees. Still, he chuckles softly, the sound muffled by Vandelin's neck and shoulder, and gives his lover a gentle squeeze around the midsection. "Thanks, salroka," he says, and however little he believes the words that have been shared with him, his gratitude for the vote of confidence is sincere.
Slowly he draws back and takes a steadying breath, ready to regain his composure and put this unsightly episode of vulnerability behind him. "I'm all right, I'm all right," he's quick to assure Vandelin, letting his hand rest fondly against his cheek for a moment, before drawing it back; it's not true, but he needs it to be. Instead, he shifts the focus away from himself, frowning. "I'm damn sorry for dropping what happened at the warehouse on you like that."
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Kit doesn't know if he agrees. Still, he chuckles softly, the sound muffled by Vandelin's neck and shoulder, and gives his lover a gentle squeeze around the midsection. "Thanks, salroka," he says, and however little he believes the words that have been shared with him, his gratitude for the vote of confidence is sincere.
Slowly he draws back and takes a steadying breath, ready to regain his composure and put this unsightly episode of vulnerability behind him. "I'm all right, I'm all right," he's quick to assure Vandelin, letting his hand rest fondly against his cheek for a moment, before drawing it back; it's not true, but he needs it to be. Instead, he shifts the focus away from himself, frowning. "I'm damn sorry for dropping what happened at the warehouse on you like that."