[ The gesture absolutely alarms him, his heart beginning to race in a mix of terror, joy, relief, andβ he doesn't know. There's too much. If he had a tail, it would have begun to wag wildly.
Yet, before he can stop himself, he shakily brings his hands up to clutch the back of Malleus' outfit, and tip his head so his tears won't fall on him and stain his Liege's clothes wetβ
But it's enough to make him sob like a child against him. ]
I'm sorry, Young Master... I'm sorry...
[ He's so pathetic... but this way he can hopefully keep Malleus from asking too much about what he experienced.
He wants to believe the king he so desperately respects would only behave that way in a true nightmare, after all... ]
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Yet, before he can stop himself, he shakily brings his hands up to clutch the back of Malleus' outfit, and tip his head so his tears won't fall on him and stain his Liege's clothes wetβ
But it's enough to make him sob like a child against him. ]
I'm sorry, Young Master... I'm sorry...
[ He's so pathetic... but this way he can hopefully keep Malleus from asking too much about what he experienced.
He wants to believe the king he so desperately respects would only behave that way in a true nightmare, after all... ]