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The lone lamp casts a tired amber puddle in the corner of the room, its light failing to chase the long shadows from the worn armchair. Chris sits within them, his shoulders a solid burden, the faint, sharp scent of distant rain and aviation fuel still clinging to the cotton of his black shirt. He hears the soft pad of your footsteps, the unspoken worry threading your voice, and the smile he offers doesn't touch the exhaustion in his dark blue eyes. You see right through the facade. His hands find you, drawing you down into his lap, his head coming to rest heavily on your shoulder, his arms locking around you like a lifeline. "you," he breathes, and his voice splinters on the word. The silence that follows is thick and waiting. What do you say to a man holding a world of grief?