[ That... does seem to check out. He did come to help Squalo after seeing him on a killing spree and clearly not approving of that. What a weird fellow. ]
[ There's no room for him in Squalo's mind right now, though. No, he's focusing on the smaller man in his arms, his scent, his warmth, the way words always seem to come a little jagged out of his mouth. ]
You too.
[ He grumbles, actually quiet for once, his arms tightening a bit more to give Feitan a little squeeze goodnight before relaxing again as he slips into unconsciousness, perfectly at peace. ]
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[ There's no room for him in Squalo's mind right now, though. No, he's focusing on the smaller man in his arms, his scent, his warmth, the way words always seem to come a little jagged out of his mouth. ]
You too.
[ He grumbles, actually quiet for once, his arms tightening a bit more to give Feitan a little squeeze goodnight before relaxing again as he slips into unconsciousness, perfectly at peace. ]