[There is no fight against the hug. Maybe a brief surprise at another hug, but the surprise melts away. He leans into the hug. He presses his face best he can against Norman's shoulder.
Peter weakly laughs, tears leaving a wet trail down the fur on his cheeks.]
I've cried too much already... I- I didn't even see her die and- [He chokes on the next sentiment, unable to finish it.] It's not fair, it's not fair.
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22/6/22 04:13 (UTC)Peter weakly laughs, tears leaving a wet trail down the fur on his cheeks.]
I've cried too much already... I- I didn't even see her die and- [He chokes on the next sentiment, unable to finish it.] It's not fair, it's not fair.