There you go. [ slow, deep inhale. steady exhale. he keeps repeating it, covering lavi's hand when he presses harder down like he can tell him it's okay that he is. that it's okay he's having a goddamn panic attack.
kind of warranted for someone that sees and records everything. ]
The emotions of last week waxed and waned before they were gone this week. Gideon was able to lift her sword again. I can feel this, now, when I couldn't have earlier.
Whatever we're missing - temporary. This is temporary.
[Lavi takes another minute (or is it an age?) to settle, but he hears what Kon's saying -- the words register as the panic fades bit by bit, settling into something calmer, as calm as he can feel when his sight's still gone.
Temporary, he said. Right, that would make sense -- his grip loosens, palm sliding down Kon's chest,]
...Sorry.
[there's such a complicated mixture of gratitude and fear and embarrassment, gratitude that Kon's here, fear that he saw, and embarrassment for letting his emotions loose so easily -- ]
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but
he can feel, he can feel the warmth of skin, the beating of a heart. he can see with his hand, just like this.]
...
[and he breathes, inhales and exhales, matching Kon's pace as if it's the only lifeline he can hold onto,]
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kind of warranted for someone that sees and records everything. ]
The emotions of last week waxed and waned before they were gone this week. Gideon was able to lift her sword again. I can feel this, now, when I couldn't have earlier.
Whatever we're missing - temporary. This is temporary.
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Temporary, he said. Right, that would make sense -- his grip loosens, palm sliding down Kon's chest,]
...Sorry.
[there's such a complicated mixture of gratitude and fear and embarrassment, gratitude that Kon's here, fear that he saw, and embarrassment for letting his emotions loose so easily -- ]