[But that is exactly what he has to do, because he has already told him that. Repeatedly. He can't trust that he has actually changed his mind. He's saying it in reaction to seeing him upset, and he's not going to be stupid enough to listen to someone speaking under duress. He leans into the press, breathing heavily as he starts to get his emotions back under wraps.]
We'll figure it out together. Yes.
[He drops his hands into his hair, squeezing once, then lower over his shoulders and back, embracing him again.]
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We'll figure it out together. Yes.
[He drops his hands into his hair, squeezing once, then lower over his shoulders and back, embracing him again.]