[Till looks increasingly puzzled—it's not as though he was explicitly privy by any means to his interactions with Sua. he knew they didn't exactly get along, but Sua didn't really...like anyone but Mizi, so thought nothing of it. more concerning is Ivan's behavior, having never really experienced seeing him in any sort of acute distress.
in a bad spot himself, he isn't sure what he can do to comfort Ivan.]
Well...I do.
[Till shifts, settling beside Ivan. as ever, the rift between their worlds—connecting in understanding one another—is cavernously wide... but it doesn't matter. Till looks towards Ivan, grabbing him (gently) by the wrists—he tries to coax the grip of his hands away from his head.]
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in a bad spot himself, he isn't sure what he can do to comfort Ivan.]
Well...I do.
[Till shifts, settling beside Ivan. as ever, the rift between their worlds—connecting in understanding one another—is cavernously wide... but it doesn't matter. Till looks towards Ivan, grabbing him (gently) by the wrists—he tries to coax the grip of his hands away from his head.]
Hey.