[Really use some help is probably an understatement. He doesn't remember the last time he slept well. Or longer than an hour or so. It's been too damn long, but there was never time, and when he did try...]
[When he did try, the dreams were impossible to ignore.]
[When he did try, he wishes he didn't.]
[But he's... honestly surprised when he's hugged. He wasn't expecting this, of all things. He'd expected another speech about how he had to be the level head. Be the one in control. It was his job. His role. He couldn't let anyone down again.]
[Instead, that's not what he hears. And it's... it throws him. He feels his resistance breaking down, and actually bows his head.]
[It's not really crying. He's still holding it back. If only because Pidge is here and she can't know. He can't let her down -- can't break where she can see or feel. But the repetition, the words you're not alone...]
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[When he did try, the dreams were impossible to ignore.]
[When he did try, he wishes he didn't.]
[But he's... honestly surprised when he's hugged. He wasn't expecting this, of all things. He'd expected another speech about how he had to be the level head. Be the one in control. It was his job. His role. He couldn't let anyone down again.]
[Instead, that's not what he hears. And it's... it throws him. He feels his resistance breaking down, and actually bows his head.]
[It's not really crying. He's still holding it back. If only because Pidge is here and she can't know. He can't let her down -- can't break where she can see or feel. But the repetition, the words you're not alone...]
[There are definitely tears.]
I didn't know.