[Lifting Chica felt good, normal, like something he should always be able to do, which was comforting in the face of how many things had changed for him. Hearing her sound of excitement distorted drew his attention to what had been taken from her as something she should be always be able to do. It wasn't real pain, but his throat felt tight with discomfort and he shifted to holding her in a tight hug, still lifted up from the ground.
She had seemed so determined to avoid more unhappy thoughts, so rather than apologize for what had been taken for him to use, he said the next thing that would give a good reason for his sudden hug.]
I'm- [Of course the tightness in his throat would choke his words for a moment, after swallowing a few times he tried again.] I'm glad you're here Chica. I'm glad I have my friend here with me.
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She had seemed so determined to avoid more unhappy thoughts, so rather than apologize for what had been taken for him to use, he said the next thing that would give a good reason for his sudden hug.]
I'm- [Of course the tightness in his throat would choke his words for a moment, after swallowing a few times he tried again.] I'm glad you're here Chica. I'm glad I have my friend here with me.