[and he isn't far off, he's quiet despite the pounding of his heart and natsume's taken up her space before him, it's fine, he deserves that, they're all close but helena and natsume closer by far (or is that his own demons talking, ever murmuring in the back of his—)
subaru sets her things down by her as he rounds the other side, hands shaking as he hugs her and hugs her tight; it's like the end of february, when he lost more than he had thought, and the same wetness begins to fall like then, too. he doesn't know how bad she looks, he doesn't want to focus on that. just that she's here, that she's here, that she's here here here—
he can't speak, won't speak, he knows the nurse's office is midori's domain and he doesn't mind the doctor much but he remembers their session and simply does not want to address it.]
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subaru sets her things down by her as he rounds the other side, hands shaking as he hugs her and hugs her tight; it's like the end of february, when he lost more than he had thought, and the same wetness begins to fall like then, too. he doesn't know how bad she looks, he doesn't want to focus on that. just that she's here, that she's here, that she's here here here—
he can't speak, won't speak, he knows the nurse's office is midori's domain and he doesn't mind the doctor much but he remembers their session and simply does not want to address it.]