[Years of combat training mixed with years of...being a whore...bad life choices...terrible life choices, really, these life choices? Terrible. Anyway, they're paying off now. Sylvain is giving Midnight the best hug he can give, a nice and reassuring one with slightly brotherly undertones but nothing too weird, nothing that assumes but gladly supports.]
Let's give him some space, yeah?
[Punctuated with a nice and reassuring backrub, even, as he stalls so Broca can get some distance in. Teamwork! Or something.]
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Let's give him some space, yeah?
[Punctuated with a nice and reassuring backrub, even, as he stalls so Broca can get some distance in. Teamwork! Or something.]