[He snorts and puts his arms around Arthur, sparing a thought for how it doesn't actually feel any different. Neither better or worse, just the same easy affection they've always had, and it honestly is such a fucking relief he feels like he could melt.]
I'm good at other stuff.
[He sinks down a little, pulling Arthur with him to stay on his chest, and gives a thoughtful hum.]
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I'm good at other stuff.
[He sinks down a little, pulling Arthur with him to stay on his chest, and gives a thoughtful hum.]
I'm pretty good when you're the one freaking out.