[Why are you so broken over a ghost? Elliot wants to ask, wishing he could do the same yet unable to. Why did things have to end up like this? Leo screams the emotions Elliot is unable to, and even though he maintains an appearance of composure, his hands are shaking as his grip on Leo's shoulders tighten, and his eyes are cloudy.
It's as if he's reliving everything again, it leaves him raw and hollow. He's certain people are probably staring, but they're nothing to Elliot. He has no reason to pretend anymore, so he selfishly pulls Leo into a hug as his friend curls up, holding onto him. He's all he has left, and he doesn't even really have Leo, because Elliot is dead. He should be allowed this much.
When Leo quiets, Elliot feels a strange sense of relief. Not because Leo's stopped, but because he's finally being honest with him. He hadn't wanted to leave him. He had been worried--]
...Alright.
[He answers quietly, making a strangled sound when he hears the words he didn't think he ever would, but so desperately wanted. Elliot sinks against Leo, resting his face against his shoulder so he doesn't see him cry silently. He'll never forgive himself, he'll never be that self-satisfying, but for the first time since he's gotten here, he feels a bit alive.] Thank you.
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It's as if he's reliving everything again, it leaves him raw and hollow. He's certain people are probably staring, but they're nothing to Elliot. He has no reason to pretend anymore, so he selfishly pulls Leo into a hug as his friend curls up, holding onto him. He's all he has left, and he doesn't even really have Leo, because Elliot is dead. He should be allowed this much.
When Leo quiets, Elliot feels a strange sense of relief. Not because Leo's stopped, but because he's finally being honest with him. He hadn't wanted to leave him. He had been worried--]
...Alright.
[He answers quietly, making a strangled sound when he hears the words he didn't think he ever would, but so desperately wanted. Elliot sinks against Leo, resting his face against his shoulder so he doesn't see him cry silently. He'll never forgive himself, he'll never be that self-satisfying, but for the first time since he's gotten here, he feels a bit alive.] Thank you.