[He can't help the fondness that's crept into his voice. He could help the hand that grips Wylan's shoulder tightly, that pulls him close and holds him a touch awkwardly against his side. But he doesn't try to.]
I know. Trust me, believe me, I do very much understand. I want it for you--I want it for myself, but--
[But Wylan deserves it more, he knows, and so there's no question who he's most hopeful for.]
I want it to be a story for you. A fairytale--something that never doesn't seem a little magical. I think it will be. Don't ever believe that I doubt that. If anyone deserves it, it's you.
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[He can't help the fondness that's crept into his voice. He could help the hand that grips Wylan's shoulder tightly, that pulls him close and holds him a touch awkwardly against his side. But he doesn't try to.]
I know. Trust me, believe me, I do very much understand. I want it for you--I want it for myself, but--
[But Wylan deserves it more, he knows, and so there's no question who he's most hopeful for.]
I want it to be a story for you. A fairytale--something that never doesn't seem a little magical. I think it will be. Don't ever believe that I doubt that. If anyone deserves it, it's you.