Holland is here on the cot for the same reason the magic dances; something familiar.
Every bump in the current made him sick, made him reach for something else to focus on. Made him hold a hand out to the younger man, fingers curling to invite him closer.
"You wouldn't. You were a boy and I didn't know anyone else like me still existed," he admitted after a moment, eyes cracking to find the others face, "I didn't want the responsibility that keeping you close would bring." Nothing but pain followed him.
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Every bump in the current made him sick, made him reach for something else to focus on. Made him hold a hand out to the younger man, fingers curling to invite him closer.
"You wouldn't. You were a boy and I didn't know anyone else like me still existed," he admitted after a moment, eyes cracking to find the others face, "I didn't want the responsibility that keeping you close would bring." Nothing but pain followed him.