[there's the briefest expression of surprise on his face when leon offers his hand out in that way. there's no way to deny the fact that there are heavy implications with that gesture; stahn has always been the one to hold his hand out for leon.
that fateful day when they crossed swords, when even after leon betrayed them and tried to put an end to their lives, stahn had insisted upon their friendship and held his hand out to leon isn't one he'll soon forget. it's still one he thinks about every day. so while the circumstances are different... he knows that leon means to be his support in some way.
so stahn sucks in a shaky breath—one that's just as shaky when he exhales—and reaches for leon's hand so he can be brought to his feet. though even at that, there's still a tremble to his body that makes his hands shake too—a combination of the adrenaline and startled feeling of his own actions.]
Right. [he says quietly, and there's really no doubt that this has affected him a little more deeply than he anticipated. but even still... he's glad. he's glad that leon didn't have to deliver any killing blows today, because that's not what he ever wanted from this situation at all.] It's over now. Let's go... ["home," is the word that is meant to finish that sentences, but it dies in his throat.
it's probably not right to call that place home at all right now.]
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that fateful day when they crossed swords, when even after leon betrayed them and tried to put an end to their lives, stahn had insisted upon their friendship and held his hand out to leon isn't one he'll soon forget. it's still one he thinks about every day. so while the circumstances are different... he knows that leon means to be his support in some way.
so stahn sucks in a shaky breath—one that's just as shaky when he exhales—and reaches for leon's hand so he can be brought to his feet. though even at that, there's still a tremble to his body that makes his hands shake too—a combination of the adrenaline and startled feeling of his own actions.]
Right. [he says quietly, and there's really no doubt that this has affected him a little more deeply than he anticipated. but even still... he's glad. he's glad that leon didn't have to deliver any killing blows today, because that's not what he ever wanted from this situation at all.] It's over now. Let's go... ["home," is the word that is meant to finish that sentences, but it dies in his throat.
it's probably not right to call that place home at all right now.]