[Abel doesn't care that they're in the middle of the foyer... he simply plants himself on his butt, dragging his (so tiny) brother into his lap and against his chest, so easily dwarfed and held tight in his lanky arms. he's so small... so small, and innocent. untouched by--]
I don't... know. I don't know...
[his rational mind is screaming that it's utterly impossible; the entirety is so ridiculous and all the signs point to some sort of hallucination; trick; illusion -- perhaps he's caught in some kind of drug-induced haze, for all he knows... but this...
his brother's fear; the tug that fills someplace that had been hollowed and empty even... while his brother had remained beside him as...
...
it's-- real. this howls at him it's real.]
I know it's-- scary. But real or not, I'll... I'm going to keep you safe. I promise.
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I don't... know. I don't know...
[his rational mind is screaming that it's utterly impossible; the entirety is so ridiculous and all the signs point to some sort of hallucination; trick; illusion -- perhaps he's caught in some kind of drug-induced haze, for all he knows... but this...
his brother's fear; the tug that fills someplace that had been hollowed and empty even... while his brother had remained beside him as...
...
it's-- real. this howls at him it's real.]
I know it's-- scary. But real or not, I'll... I'm going to keep you safe. I promise.