I know. There's a helluva lot to be uncertain about.
[He's still steaming about the barriers. Like it was preplanned, paving the way for the killing to happen. No answers about what that was about yet, but maybe they can chip away at that later.
For now there's a man, bruised up like a batch of grapes and clinging tight to duty. Expectations. The man he knew. Richie's expression softens, and at last he tries putting a hand on the side of one shoulder. Light enough to shake loose or slap off, he's bracing for a bit of resistance.]
Maybe it was, but you still have a right to feel raw about it. [A beat.] I'd be acting a right shit in your position. And I wouldn't look half so pretty with so much knuckles in my face, either.
Can we at least grab you some ice for that? You're swelling up like balloons, my man.
[ he doesn't seem to mind the touch, at least! whether it's because it's richie or it's because it's affection week it's hard to say, but maybe he leans into it just a little. ]
Haha. Was that a compliment? [ wry teasing. maybe he's waking up a little bit from the pit he's buried himself in. that's nice. ]
... If you'd like. I don't mind pain.
[ sometimes a little punishment is better than nothing at all. ]
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[He's still steaming about the barriers. Like it was preplanned, paving the way for the killing to happen. No answers about what that was about yet, but maybe they can chip away at that later.
For now there's a man, bruised up like a batch of grapes and clinging tight to duty. Expectations. The man he knew. Richie's expression softens, and at last he tries putting a hand on the side of one shoulder. Light enough to shake loose or slap off, he's bracing for a bit of resistance.]
Maybe it was, but you still have a right to feel raw about it. [A beat.] I'd be acting a right shit in your position. And I wouldn't look half so pretty with so much knuckles in my face, either.
Can we at least grab you some ice for that? You're swelling up like balloons, my man.
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Haha. Was that a compliment? [ wry teasing. maybe he's waking up a little bit from the pit he's buried himself in. that's nice. ]
... If you'd like. I don't mind pain.
[ sometimes a little punishment is better than nothing at all. ]
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[But it's looking well received. He smiles, fainter than his usual but more earnest too, and lets his hand slip around to his back to guide him.]
Kinky. [Joking.] But I would like. And you'd thank me come morning for it, I'll bet. C'mon.
[He'll lead him off this moping beach to see to those bruises, and hopefully get a little rest. What a goddamn shitshow today was.]