[ At this moment, Break doesn't feel shame - that will come later. Right now he feels an unfamiliar release of tension, like a chord reaching its resolution; or a pattern finally visible, out of chaos.
Gilbert has been so small, long ago. Now he's tall. He had been so weak; now he's strong. And that is the natural order of things, for children to grow up and get stronger and care for their elders, when they inevitably falter. It is the way things are, it is the way things should be.
Break has always struggled against this truth, though he knows it well. But now--
He presses his left hand over Gilbert's, to aid in holding compression over his eye socket. ]
No. This is... no ordinary wound. Call Doctor Stein, you remember him, don't you? From the clinic.
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Gilbert has been so small, long ago. Now he's tall. He had been so weak; now he's strong. And that is the natural order of things, for children to grow up and get stronger and care for their elders, when they inevitably falter. It is the way things are, it is the way things should be.
Break has always struggled against this truth, though he knows it well. But now--
He presses his left hand over Gilbert's, to aid in holding compression over his eye socket. ]
No. This is... no ordinary wound. Call Doctor Stein, you remember him, don't you? From the clinic.