[Relief and worry intermingle on Albert's face, and he strokes that beloved cheek one more time before reaching for Ignis' hand. This hand, gentle and strong in equal measure, may never hold his again. It may never caress his skin or soothe his worries again.
This is a risk. A horrific one. He may lose everything. But better he lose it now, when his heart is already aching, than to lose it when he feels secure and content.]
We should sit. This may take some time, and you may have questions. I'll answer anything you ask.
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This is a risk. A horrific one. He may lose everything. But better he lose it now, when his heart is already aching, than to lose it when he feels secure and content.]
We should sit. This may take some time, and you may have questions. I'll answer anything you ask.