Date: 2020-08-18 02:08 am (UTC)
eyediot: (s5; I'd hug it like a harmless little tr)
From: [personal profile] eyediot
[Jon simply holds them both. He shifts so he's sitting, feeling the slow, rhythmic lapping of the waters around them in this mini-Lonely domain. He's getting wet, the bandages in his shoes are getting damp, and Jon finds he does not care for the moment. His hand squeezes around Martin again hearing all that. Lets him babble and get it out, doesn't even make note of his shoulder being wet now.

In turn, he rests his head in the place both Martin and Algric's shoulders meet. A little shaky now that the adrenaline of getting here is gone and ...Huh. His feet and back don't hurt as much. They feel a little sore still, a little uncomfortable, but not the unbearable pain. That's probably? Not great, considering what's happening to him otherwise.]


It's all right, Martin... I'm... We're here. There's nothing you need to apologize for.
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