[This embrace solves nothing. It doesn't ease the soul, doesn't quell worries. It won't solve either of their situations. It won't raise the dead. It won't reverse all their bad decisions. In the moment, perhaps its meaningless.]
[But he does it, because perhaps it may do nothing. But perhaps it stands as small reminder, a little flag in the hill of their corpses.]
[It says "I'm here. You're here. We both exist. Out there, there's someone like you. Perhaps you should hold onto that."]
[Silco speaks into his chest with that little remark - and Vergilius can't help but let out an amused little noise, his fingers curling a little around the back of his head.]
You would enjoy that? My, my. That eager to see how I fight, are you? You almost sound like the many fans all the Colors have at home. Perhaps I should get you some merch for the fun of it.
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[This embrace solves nothing. It doesn't ease the soul, doesn't quell worries. It won't solve either of their situations. It won't raise the dead. It won't reverse all their bad decisions. In the moment, perhaps its meaningless.]
[But he does it, because perhaps it may do nothing. But perhaps it stands as small reminder, a little flag in the hill of their corpses.]
[It says "I'm here. You're here. We both exist. Out there, there's someone like you. Perhaps you should hold onto that."]
[Silco speaks into his chest with that little remark - and Vergilius can't help but let out an amused little noise, his fingers curling a little around the back of his head.]
You would enjoy that? My, my. That eager to see how I fight, are you? You almost sound like the many fans all the Colors have at home. Perhaps I should get you some merch for the fun of it.