[He whimpers quietly, but it's with relief, and he just continues to hide in Ashley's shoulder until his weeping quiets to wet breaths and snuffles, silent jumps of his back under her arm. He wipes his eyes with the back of his hand, beneath the blanket.]
You're nice...
[Snrff. Hic, hic. He swallows, then looks up at her, face red and grubby from all the crying.]
You, you won't tell people I cried...? I'm big 'nuff, I--I can take care myself.
[He is the opposite of big. He's over a head shorter than her, and thin.]
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You're nice...
[Snrff. Hic, hic. He swallows, then looks up at her, face red and grubby from all the crying.]
You, you won't tell people I cried...? I'm big 'nuff, I--I can take care myself.
[He is the opposite of big. He's over a head shorter than her, and thin.]