*stroking Horatio's shoulders, the back of his neck, soothing even as he admits (half to himself)* I'm not afraid because you left Hamlet. I'm afraid because everybody else left. And if you leave, too, I'll still love you, and I'll miss you, and I'll think about what I should have said to you or done for you to make you stay, or if I was just never good enough to keep you, if all of this was just too nice to last ... but I won't get in your way, and I won't say it aloud.
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Date: 2007-04-25 05:43 am (UTC)