[ The last few days have been difficult for him, if he were prone to such understatements. York had always been the jovial one, the one to shrug away the worst with a smile and a quip, but not this time. This time it is his own demons causing him pain, questioning everything that's lead him to this point. ]
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[ Words seem empty. There's no sentiment he can give that will soothe that bitter taste. Instead, he simply moves his hand to grasp York's shoulder. He's not even sure he'll want the contact, but it feels like he might need it.
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[ Words seem empty. There's no sentiment he can give that will soothe that bitter taste. Instead, he simply moves his hand to grasp York's shoulder. He's not even sure he'll want the contact, but it feels like he might need it.
Not metal, but warm, and every bit as solid.. ]