And all of that honesty gets a sort of quizzical, baffled expression. What's...oh.
A firm hand in his, or on the back of his neck, a shoulder to lean on, a solid someone to put his arm around when he needs it. Jokes, nudges, sometimes a nuzzle, bright-eyed looks, holding tight and not wanting to let go.
Glitch looks deep into his glass and into his own soul, more than likely thinking way too hard but then it's a question he's not sure he can answer. Is it different? Is it him, them, this place, what they've gone through? How does he feel, really?
Does he love Cain? Absolutely and without question. In love with him? Quite probably, after a fashion, with the sort of agape, ridiculous devotion that shorts out his common sense. There had been a time when he'd first gotten his marbles assembled and he'd finally understood the depth of those emotions, and it had all gotten muddled but...no. Not like that, not in this life. What they have is something else, something different.
"I don't know if it's--" Okay, drink, go again. "I can't confirm if it's cultural, I don't...remember. But I do know that's how it is for us." And, quite bravely, he glances over to Paul. "Should we...talk about that?"
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A firm hand in his, or on the back of his neck, a shoulder to lean on, a solid someone to put his arm around when he needs it. Jokes, nudges, sometimes a nuzzle, bright-eyed looks, holding tight and not wanting to let go.
Glitch looks deep into his glass and into his own soul, more than likely thinking way too hard but then it's a question he's not sure he can answer. Is it different? Is it him, them, this place, what they've gone through? How does he feel, really?
Does he love Cain? Absolutely and without question. In love with him? Quite probably, after a fashion, with the sort of agape, ridiculous devotion that shorts out his common sense. There had been a time when he'd first gotten his marbles assembled and he'd finally understood the depth of those emotions, and it had all gotten muddled but...no. Not like that, not in this life. What they have is something else, something different.
"I don't know if it's--" Okay, drink, go again. "I can't confirm if it's cultural, I don't...remember. But I do know that's how it is for us." And, quite bravely, he glances over to Paul. "Should we...talk about that?"