[The glow in his eyes burns - like lanterns to stand as witness to the intricacies of Silco's reaction. He's so attuned to it now. The twitch of lips, the way his eyelid flutters.]
[Silco grasps his hand, and it, too, twitches. The warmth of a human touch always fills him with an overwhelming sort of feeling. There's always that reckless urge to drown in it.]
...We've been staying up too long. There's still a long road ahead.
[He says, finally, burying the feelings back as best as he can. He's starting to move his hand away - there's only so much they can do, here. It all might have to wait until a more private time.]
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[The glow in his eyes burns - like lanterns to stand as witness to the intricacies of Silco's reaction. He's so attuned to it now. The twitch of lips, the way his eyelid flutters.]
[Silco grasps his hand, and it, too, twitches. The warmth of a human touch always fills him with an overwhelming sort of feeling. There's always that reckless urge to drown in it.]
...We've been staying up too long. There's still a long road ahead.
[He says, finally, burying the feelings back as best as he can. He's starting to move his hand away - there's only so much they can do, here. It all might have to wait until a more private time.]
You need to sleep, Silco.