[He makes a sound, something that might have been a token protest but really he doesn't have a counter for Claude's logic. And he knows it. That's the point.
But instead of finding it infuriating, just this once, he takes some comfort from Claude's unending confidence and allows the other man to just take charge of everything. Lorenz himself feels far too off kilter, like his heart's been hollowed out of everything that mattered and now, suddenly, that space is flooded over again and he has no idea how to contain it anymore.
So he simply lets Claude lead, squeezes his hand one more time, and when he speaks his voice is thick with emotion and the threat of tears again.]
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But instead of finding it infuriating, just this once, he takes some comfort from Claude's unending confidence and allows the other man to just take charge of everything. Lorenz himself feels far too off kilter, like his heart's been hollowed out of everything that mattered and now, suddenly, that space is flooded over again and he has no idea how to contain it anymore.
So he simply lets Claude lead, squeezes his hand one more time, and when he speaks his voice is thick with emotion and the threat of tears again.]
Thank you, Claude.