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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ isn't entirely there even when the plane comes to a complete stop; the noise ringing in his head is as painful as he remembers it being, making him sway a bit while pressing a hand to his forehead. the world before his eyes seems to double, triple, merge back into one, then double again, while the blueprint-world throbs in noisy emptiness. makes small whimpering noises when they're walking, barely hanging onto consciousness by focusing on that comforting, erratic heartbeat he knows is near.

gropes around for a smaller hand that he knows is around (but can't remember why it would be right this moment) while mumbling absentmindedly under his breath in german, as if he's welcoming himself back home. ]

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[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ while he's taking his time trying to find someplace for them to sit after they get into the terminal, quickly turning around a corner (grabbing onto caleb's hand instantly, almost like he knew it was coming) to stop in front of one of the seating areas.

moves to place their suitcase out of the way, gently guiding caleb down to one of the seat. sits next to him in silence, just holding his hand while looking a little flustered within the feeling of anxiousness at caleb's pain. ]

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[ it's almost a minute before he seems to fully realize that they are now seated & the noise has dimmed a fraction. looks up blearily when the world stops spinning, tightening his grip on that hand as much as he dares. ]

Deutschland?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ was almost ready to grab onto his phone to call for hilda's help, pausing when he hears caleb's voice. sighs in relief, giving him an encouraging smile and a small squeeze to his hand. ]

Yeah, Deutschland. Look, you made it.

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[ hones in immediately to nathan's voice for his extended sanity, even closing an eye to help him focus. smiles at the other boy brightly, as if it's been a while since he's seen him. ]

. . . Nathan? Guten Tag!

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[ blinks at the sudden greeting, slowly letting his eyes avert elsewhere as an instant thought comes to mind: ah, there he is. ]

Uh... yeah, Guten Tag to you too.

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[ lifts his free hand, pressing it against caleb's forehead. ]

How are you feeling? Do you need anything? Water?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ overlays his own hand over nathan's, keeping it there. moves it down to his cheek so that he can lean into it further for support. ]

Loud. Pain. But not very bad. Wasser?

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O-okay. I'll be right back.

[ slowly removes himself from him, stepping back a few paces to make sure he's alright. then runs like hell to the nearest shop, yammering out in english to the clerk there that he needs water. ]

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[ after a few minutes of being lost in translation he bounds back with a large bottle of water, nearly tripping once or twice. slowly, carefully sits down next to caleb again, snapping off the cap to the water to hand it to him. ]

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[ looks up from where he had been slowly slouching -- the direction away from the sound. accepts the water gratefully. ]

D-Danke. . . Danke, Nathan.

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[ lifts a hand but stops, unsure what to do. eventually it lands on caleb's head, softly stroking his hair as a means to somehow comfort him. ]

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[ leans into that hand gratefully. holds the awkward tilt for a while before he shakily sets the water bottle down on the ground while beginning to shift (slowly, as not to rattle himself too much) until his ear is right next to nathan's chest. closes his eyes, concentrates on breathing. ]

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[ eyes widen comically at the display of what could be considered affection to the people around them, quickly looking at the crowds with a blush on his face. gaze soon lands on caleb again, hands going at a snail's pace to press one of them against caleb's other ear, his free one holding him in place. allows himself to push his face into the top of his head, murmuring a bit. ]

It's okay. I'm here.

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[ the tensions in his muscles seem to relax steadily, little by little, until his breathing evens out again. gives a short nuzzle at nathan's chest as a compromise between the two feelings of not wanting to move too much, but wanting to return the affection at the same time. ]

Ja. I know.

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[ with hilda gone and the house being virtually empty nathan slowly yet surely started feeling less on edge and more comfortable with his surroundings. the tours that were given in broken english were amusing, the food wasn't half-bad (still preferred coffee and pizza, a staple diet at best), but most of all he enjoyed just spending some alone time with caleb in a place where he preferred to be above all others.

instead of venturing out into the wild world of germany to go on more "tours" there was an unspoken decision to stay inside instead. at current nathan is wandering around with a small towel on his head, a half-assed attempt at drying his hair; stepping outside for a few minutes before it started raining was not the best idea in the world to have. still, after his yelling at the "stupid rain" and putting some comfortable (and dry) clothing on he was content enough to make tea and waddle out carefully towards the fireplace, hoping in the back of his mind that caleb had managed to at least get that set up without any trouble. ]

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[ tilts his head up when he hears/sees nathan approach, keeping his attentions focused to the house interior with practiced focus. he'd gotten the fireplace to work after several tries & was currently lounging on the rug in front of it, dazing comfortably as he basks in the warmth.

makes small waving motions when he sees that nathan has him in his line of sight, turning his head toward him afterward. ]

Nathan! Fire!

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[ looks at the fire, attempting for a moment to seem impressed. would clap his hands so he settles with a smile as he leans down slightly to hand caleb his mug. ]

Yeah, fire. Good job.

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[ accepts the mug with a proud grin. ]

Danke! Is hard, but it work after four time.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ settles himself on the ground next to him, carefully placing the mug on the rug. ]

I probably wouldn't have been able to do it after my fourth try. Impressive.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ takes a small sip. ]

I try before with Hilda. [ puffs out his chest a little. ] I remember.

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[ lifts his mug up again to hide the small smile on his face. bumps caleb's shoulder gently. ]

See? Smart.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ looks a little sheepish, but doesn't address the issue, simply smiling back as he takes another sip of his tea. ]

Is good Tee. Nathan make Tee a lot?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ averts his eyes, feeling a bit sheepish himself. ]

Not really. I like coffee more, but tea sounded more appropriate. I-- I guess.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Danke. Tee is okay.

[ turns his gaze briefly to the fire before turning it back to nathan. ] But house have Kaffee? A lot. Hilda drink Kaffee after sleep.

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[ shakes his head. ]

No, it's just-- [ pauses. face contorts in concentration and then flushes awkwardly. ] S-something about... atmosphere.