[ Gradually he's able to suck in a deep breath. Then two. Then three and the neural lace, that network of wires fades into contented buzzing as Delta recedes to compile and compare memories. Old boundaries discussed, this is the quickest way possible to get through several years of shit without giving either of them a headache. ]
Thank you.
[ For finding him. For talking him down. For putting him in- for everything. Taylor butts his forehead up against Locus' throat, calming himself with the familiar burr and thud of his pulse. ]
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Thank you.
[ For finding him. For talking him down. For putting him in- for everything. Taylor butts his forehead up against Locus' throat, calming himself with the familiar burr and thud of his pulse. ]