His shivering starts dying away under her hands, but Skyler's grip in her shirt suddenly seizes up tightly as he experiences an echo. His shivering switches off very suddenly as the hollowed out sensation gets into his head and reaches his heart. His face has come to a rest on her shoulder and he doesn't remember when that happened, his eyes squeezed tight against the sensation as he buries his face, trying to will it away. He hates this. He doesn't want the almost daily sensation of disconnect as he gets hollowed out and filled with memories and feelings from someone he doesn't know. He doesn't want to get burdened down with another guy's problems when he makes too many of his own already.
The heart may be weak. And sometimes, it may even give in. But I've learned that deep down, there's a light that never goes out!
... Even if what he remembers happens to be oddly uplifting. Ugh. His other guy was completely unreal and frankly Skyler doesn't trust a word he says. He shoves the memory away for later.
... Right, still here. He finally lifts his face from her shoulder, somewhat encouraged by the fact that neither his eyes nor her shirt came away wet. He takes a deep breath and lets go of her shirt, finding a little smile and pointing it down at his knees, not really ready for eye contact. He doesn't trust his other guy, but he does find Holly a little more convincing. Ari always had better taste in friends. "... Light, huh? Crazy." His voice is coming out croaky and soft. He clears his throat, trying again. "Thanks." He means it, too.
-- Let's break this moment! At some point during the next few moments, a very dog-like bark will suddenly come from Skyler's closet. What does she do?
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The heart may be weak. And sometimes, it may even give in. But I've learned that deep down, there's a light that never goes out!
... Even if what he remembers happens to be oddly uplifting. Ugh. His other guy was completely unreal and frankly Skyler doesn't trust a word he says. He shoves the memory away for later.
... Right, still here. He finally lifts his face from her shoulder, somewhat encouraged by the fact that neither his eyes nor her shirt came away wet. He takes a deep breath and lets go of her shirt, finding a little smile and pointing it down at his knees, not really ready for eye contact. He doesn't trust his other guy, but he does find Holly a little more convincing. Ari always had better taste in friends. "... Light, huh? Crazy." His voice is coming out croaky and soft. He clears his throat, trying again. "Thanks." He means it, too.
-- Let's break this moment! At some point during the next few moments, a very dog-like bark will suddenly come from Skyler's closet. What does she do?