[Grey doesn't really want an apology. What he wants is to crawl over, wrap his arms around Manabu, and bury his face in the crook of Manabu's neck. And to stay there until he stops feeling like some miserable, abhorrent thing wearing a dead man's skin.
He has enough restraint and sense not to do so, but he does shift closer to Manabu until he's lying almost close enough to touch him, taking selfish comfort in just having him near. Knowing that he's at least safe right now.]
It's better that you don't.
[He's not so charitable that he could claim he wouldn't wish this feeling on anyone, but he certainly doesn't wish it on Manabu.]
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[Grey doesn't really want an apology. What he wants is to crawl over, wrap his arms around Manabu, and bury his face in the crook of Manabu's neck. And to stay there until he stops feeling like some miserable, abhorrent thing wearing a dead man's skin.
He has enough restraint and sense not to do so, but he does shift closer to Manabu until he's lying almost close enough to touch him, taking selfish comfort in just having him near. Knowing that he's at least safe right now.]
It's better that you don't.
[He's not so charitable that he could claim he wouldn't wish this feeling on anyone, but he certainly doesn't wish it on Manabu.]