[Break's efforts do not go unnoticed. With a small concerned noise, Kevin presses his forehead to his, mimicking the blind man's secret healing technique. A curtain of dark hair falls on Break's face, warm and smooth. There, there, no smiting for Mister Break today.
He wishes he could apologize for frightening him so, but he cannot. That, he knows too well, would represent the worst kind of treason.]
...He is your loving creator. Please, try to have some faith.
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He wishes he could apologize for frightening him so, but he cannot. That, he knows too well, would represent the worst kind of treason.]
...He is your loving creator. Please, try to have some faith.
[He thumps his forehead on Break's again.]
I...Thank you. T-that was very brave.