[He hates crying. Calling him out on it just breaks down the hasty dam he keeps trying to build up as the tears flow freely then. He scrubs a sleeve against his eyes in a futile effort to soak them up, but they just keep coming and everything's soggy and he totally blames being off balance with everything. Stupid body swaps. Stupid robots. Stupid feelings.
The cool metal doesn't startle him at least. It's simultaneously comforting as it is kind of depressing, but Velocity's there and no one else is. She's been listening and trying to help him even after everything. He leans into that finger, sobbing.]
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The cool metal doesn't startle him at least. It's simultaneously comforting as it is kind of depressing, but Velocity's there and no one else is. She's been listening and trying to help him even after everything. He leans into that finger, sobbing.]