[He can't believe it, really, for a minute. He wasn't expecting Cain to accept it, regardless of what he said. Deep down, he was expecting that to ruin everything. But it didn't? It really didn't? Wizards really are something else. Or at least Cain is. Cain is special.
It's not that Cain doesn't understand. He sees why Fukuda would worry about this. He is just used to murderers, apparently. Well, that's fine. Fukuda will take what he can get. Cain still likes him even with this. He intuitively knows that Fukuda had a good reason for what he did. But then it's the last thing he says that really grips Fukuda's heart. He understands that feeling, not wanting to be left alone, behind.
So he pulls Cain in closer, tighter, shifting to help Cain get him out of his shirt, his own hands clumsily moving to set upon Cain's in turn. There's no hesitation now.]
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It's not that Cain doesn't understand. He sees why Fukuda would worry about this. He is just used to murderers, apparently. Well, that's fine. Fukuda will take what he can get. Cain still likes him even with this. He intuitively knows that Fukuda had a good reason for what he did. But then it's the last thing he says that really grips Fukuda's heart. He understands that feeling, not wanting to be left alone, behind.
So he pulls Cain in closer, tighter, shifting to help Cain get him out of his shirt, his own hands clumsily moving to set upon Cain's in turn. There's no hesitation now.]