[the weight of stress and solitude...he's never properly felt it fall upon his own shoulders before. he never got the chance for Bruce's sake, did he. that realization knots his throat and makes him feel a strange swirl of shame and uncertainty in his own ability, even as he straightens his posture to hold the both of them up.
he threads his arms around Grey's waist and squeezes in turn - as much to assure himself that he can carry this weight as anything - and tilts his head a little against Grey's.
treated like an object...just something to test remedies on. chimera experiments. they've got something in common in the worst way.
so that's why he had experience with nightmares, huh.]
no subject
he threads his arms around Grey's waist and squeezes in turn - as much to assure himself that he can carry this weight as anything - and tilts his head a little against Grey's.
treated like an object...just something to test remedies on. chimera experiments. they've got something in common in the worst way.
so that's why he had experience with nightmares, huh.]