He nearly pulls back at the laugh - should he not have asked? What did he do wrong? - but-
Oh. That's a yes.
Oh.
Inigo scoots in and holds him, and Ryo wraps an arm around him and buries his face in Inigo's shoulder, and for a moment it all still hurts - it's not Orion, or Endon, or Ryoga, and he still misses them badly, but-
But he's not alone. Inigo is here, helping him, holding him, and that means so much more than he could ever say.
The moment passes, and Ryo slowly relaxes. He'd missed this. He'd needed this - someone who's willing to hold him and just let him breathe, and relax, and feel...safe. The ache isn't gone - it won't be gone until he sees his friends again, he thinks - but this is okay. This is good, actually. This helps.
He's silent as he turns the thoughts over in his mind, one by one, and slowly lets them drift away. For now, he can just...have this, and feel better. "Thank you," he finally says, voice barely above a whisper.
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Oh. That's a yes.
Oh.
Inigo scoots in and holds him, and Ryo wraps an arm around him and buries his face in Inigo's shoulder, and for a moment it all still hurts - it's not Orion, or Endon, or Ryoga, and he still misses them badly, but-
But he's not alone. Inigo is here, helping him, holding him, and that means so much more than he could ever say.
The moment passes, and Ryo slowly relaxes. He'd missed this. He'd needed this - someone who's willing to hold him and just let him breathe, and relax, and feel...safe. The ache isn't gone - it won't be gone until he sees his friends again, he thinks - but this is okay. This is good, actually. This helps.
He's silent as he turns the thoughts over in his mind, one by one, and slowly lets them drift away. For now, he can just...have this, and feel better. "Thank you," he finally says, voice barely above a whisper.