Blood on the leaves

[myironeyes]

[He knocks more as an announcement than anything, and lets himself in. Smiles a little, wearily, despite the things he's been thinking about, the things he needs to say. It's good to see C'Rizz surrounded - literally, in the blanket pile - with presents, with how much he is loved.]

A good Christmas, so far?

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[myironeyes]

It's okay. It's okay to be afraid.

[He tugs C'Rizz in a little he takes Marsh's hand, not entirely sure of himself, but if C'Rizz leans into him, the knobbled blunt spike-ends beneath his cloak notwithstanding, he'll wrap the other arm gingerly around him.]

You can't let it stop you forever. But it's. Terrifying, facing yourself like that. It's okay.