[It’s sudden, Luka reaching up to bop him on the head like he’s a child, and—
(Quit moving, Hojo had said, adjusting his glasses with one hand, rapping his knuckles against the back of Sephiroth’s head with the other. The more you fidget, the longer this will take.)
—he stills again, frowning against the light of the fire.]
Don’t do that.
[Luka!
When the silence passes, it’s hard to know what to say to the condolences, especially since he did not ask for them, does not know what to think of them. The rest is easier—]
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(Quit moving, Hojo had said, adjusting his glasses with one hand, rapping his knuckles against the back of Sephiroth’s head with the other. The more you fidget, the longer this will take.)
—he stills again, frowning against the light of the fire.]
Don’t do that.
[Luka!
When the silence passes, it’s hard to know what to say to the condolences, especially since he did not ask for them, does not know what to think of them. The rest is easier—]
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