[ John covers his face with his hands, and a strangled little noise, almost a mewling sort of noise, escapes him. He doesn't even realise it. All he knows is that his chest feels like it's being crushed, and his eyes are burning, and it's taking every ounce of willpower for him not to just... start crying.
This is Dave. Dave's about being cool and not crying or anything like that and he's not going to cry. He's not going to sob, he's not going to be broken even though he's 13 and he just found out that he's pretty much an orphan now. Or... will be shortly after he gets back. He's Schrödinger's orphan, but that's not the point.
The point is that he's standing in the middle of Dave's room, trying (and failing) not to cry.
He pushes his glasses up and scrubs at his face, staring intently at his feet while signing. ]
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This is Dave. Dave's about being cool and not crying or anything like that and he's not going to cry. He's not going to sob, he's not going to be broken even though he's 13 and he just found out that he's pretty much an orphan now. Or... will be shortly after he gets back. He's Schrödinger's orphan, but that's not the point.
The point is that he's standing in the middle of Dave's room, trying (and failing) not to cry.
He pushes his glasses up and scrubs at his face, staring intently at his feet while signing. ]
<<'I should go.'>>
[ ...DAVE. HUG YOUR BRO, DAVE. ]