[ ivan takes a breath, watching till scoot away. he needs to get a hold of himself. till is staying. he isn't angrily marching away. but does ivan deserve that? to hear till cares about him, that he's important? how? and how does he process what till has told him when ivan has thought the opposite for so long?
touching might be a lot— too much of it, anyway— and ivan might not be able to find the words he's looking for right now, but... he reaches out and grabs one of the legs of till's pants like a child might. he doesn't make eye contact, but his grip is firm. ]
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touching might be a lot— too much of it, anyway— and ivan might not be able to find the words he's looking for right now, but... he reaches out and grabs one of the legs of till's pants like a child might. he doesn't make eye contact, but his grip is firm. ]