[ The protest is voiced automatically, but that is just... kind of what they do. A little routine they established in very little time. Here in the camp of the dead, Lance is the closest thing to a friend Boa has. No...more than that, he is his only friend. And now friends are worth something, like they never were before. Boa is still trying to keep up with what that means... but when he sees that Lance is crying, he at least knows what to do.
This time he doesn't hesitate before wrapping his arms around the much taller boy. It's an awkward hold of someone who isn't experienced in hugging. But Boa knows now that when someone cries, this calms people down. It calms him down, too.
He won't ruin this with words now. They have so much time, what's a few moments of silence to them? ]
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[ The protest is voiced automatically, but that is just... kind of what they do. A little routine they established in very little time. Here in the camp of the dead, Lance is the closest thing to a friend Boa has. No...more than that, he is his only friend. And now friends are worth something, like they never were before. Boa is still trying to keep up with what that means... but when he sees that Lance is crying, he at least knows what to do.
This time he doesn't hesitate before wrapping his arms around the much taller boy. It's an awkward hold of someone who isn't experienced in hugging. But Boa knows now that when someone cries, this calms people down. It calms him down, too.
He won't ruin this with words now. They have so much time, what's a few moments of silence to them? ]