I'm tired, Hubert. [Huaisang sighs, sorrowful and apologetic, curling tighter into himself with his cheek still on Hubert's thigh.] Tired of having to be guarded and suspicious and calculating.
[Huaisang nods, quiet and subdued, staring into space.] I do feel safe with you. [He leaves it at that, not wanting to get into any of it further. Easier to just push it all aside and move on, to focus on the happy things in his life and repress the rest of it.]
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It is tiresome. I suppose you just have to find solace in those you do trust.
[His thumb strokes at Huaisang's temple.]
wrap?