[ Mehmet exhales. Maybe it is, but...well, that doesn't stop the guilt from settling heavy in his gut. ]
...You too.
[ It's almost surreal, to hold him like this. He holds his breath, like he's going to say something. I missed you. I thought about you every day. I don't want to lose you again. I think I love you.
But instead, he exhales, and closes his eyes. Maybe he can save that for another time, another day. He holds Amon close, and waits for the alarm. ]
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...You too.
[ It's almost surreal, to hold him like this. He holds his breath, like he's going to say something. I missed you. I thought about you every day. I don't want to lose you again. I think I love you.
But instead, he exhales, and closes his eyes. Maybe he can save that for another time, another day. He holds Amon close, and waits for the alarm. ]