[ ivan pauses mid-step. so loud… just like always. is till really sick? …of course he is. as if to confirm that, suddenly all that energy is gone from till’s voice; it even cracks, and ivan feels his chest get uncomfortably tight. he frowns. ]
I’m not running. You just look like you’re going to pass out.
[ he takes a step closer as he says it, as if expecting to have to catch till at any moment. ]
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I’m not running. You just look like you’re going to pass out.
[ he takes a step closer as he says it, as if expecting to have to catch till at any moment. ]