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[ 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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[ lets the hand drop as his shoulders droop. there's an odd expression on his face before he lifts his head again, looking up at caleb. the tiny smile he gives him wavers, as if he's unsure if he's ready to smile again or not. ]

But then you came along. At first I was angry because you're such a nice person. I didn't understand why you liked being around me so much, because after that night I hated everything. Everyone. But... but somehow... you make it worth getting up in the morning. I'm not afraid to sleep and wake up only to have to go through the same feelings I always feel when I realize Liam isn't right next to me. I... don't feel as dead as before. And it's because of you.