[As soon as Ludger turns into him, he wraps the other arm around him in a tight embrace, trying to steady his own emotions.
It wasn't just for show. The whole thing was bad. And they were supposed to be comforted by the fact that they were supposed to show up again later? For now, it was just... gruesome emotional destruction.
He doesn't move away, giving Ludger as much time as he needs.]
[ ludger is, sadly, rather accustomed to pulling himself together for the sake of other needs. so he'll indulge himself, pretend for a few minutes he isn't Agent Kresnik or Ludger Will Kresnik, contestant in this battle of the gods-
and then he focuses on anything but the raw, seething pitch strangling his throat and climbing up the back of his eyes. he'll put it aside, shut it away, as if it doesn't exist.
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It wasn't just for show. The whole thing was bad. And they were supposed to be comforted by the fact that they were supposed to show up again later? For now, it was just... gruesome emotional destruction.
He doesn't move away, giving Ludger as much time as he needs.]
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and then he focuses on anything but the raw, seething pitch strangling his throat and climbing up the back of his eyes. he'll put it aside, shut it away, as if it doesn't exist.
as if. ]
... Okay. We should. Go.
[ he doesn't move. ]
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[his voice is low, quiet, but not unkind. similarly, he doesn't let go.]
We can't... [He swallows around his own emotions.] We can't do anything, yet.
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[ julius and fortune. ]
I-I want to see him.
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[whenever Ludger starts to move, Luke lets go, helping him to stand.]
Let's go see them.