[ He already feels a lot better. More stable. Like, finally, he doesn't feel like the whole universe is going to come clattering down around him. One of his big fears of Alastor showing up wasn't for himself, but for what the Radio Demon might do to his loved ones. Would he attack them? Toy with their heads? Force Husk against them? Would he decimate the happiness Husk has built for himself here just for the sake of not letting him have it?
They were unfounded worries - and now he's had some decompression time, he can see they're safe. He'll forever be on his guard with Alastor and the people he loves, should they interact with each other. But at least he doesn't need to be on constant high alert. ]
I reckon I'm gonna sleep for at least ten hours. It's gonna be nice.
[ Flins has done plenty to make Husk feel comfortable enough that he can go back to his bed and sleep. The tension is finally eeking out of him, and he has his partner to thank for that. He does listen to what Flins has to say, taking it all on board. He's still not fully comfortable with everything put in front of him here - that much is clear by how his ears flick back. Husk might gently mock Flins for having no poker face, but Husk's ears are a dead giveaway for his mood nine times out of ten.]
...Not sure how I feel about that good deed thing. I was just doing what was needed to be done. 'Cause the only other option would have been... fuckin' evil. Can you really count it as a good deed if the only other option would make you a terrible person?
[ Yes, idiot. Yes. The compliment does pull a gentle smile out of him, as he feels a happy flutter in his chest.]
Hah. Ain't so sure about that myself yet, but I'm gonna trust your word on that one.
[He runs a thumb, ever so gently, along Flins' cheek. Poor wounded soldier, doing his best to prevent the Great Bird War.]
41. I'll note it down. Hmmm, you're right. That went quicker than I thought it would.
[He stands there for a moment, just smiling at his partner, before stepping forward closer. He wraps his arms around Flins, pressing his face into the crook of his neck and exhaling slowly. He gives the man a gentle squeeze . ]
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Date: 2025-12-25 10:18 pm (UTC)They were unfounded worries - and now he's had some decompression time, he can see they're safe. He'll forever be on his guard with Alastor and the people he loves, should they interact with each other. But at least he doesn't need to be on constant high alert. ]
I reckon I'm gonna sleep for at least ten hours. It's gonna be nice.
[ Flins has done plenty to make Husk feel comfortable enough that he can go back to his bed and sleep. The tension is finally eeking out of him, and he has his partner to thank for that. He does listen to what Flins has to say, taking it all on board. He's still not fully comfortable with everything put in front of him here - that much is clear by how his ears flick back. Husk might gently mock Flins for having no poker face, but Husk's ears are a dead giveaway for his mood nine times out of ten.]
...Not sure how I feel about that good deed thing. I was just doing what was needed to be done. 'Cause the only other option would have been... fuckin' evil. Can you really count it as a good deed if the only other option would make you a terrible person?
[ Yes, idiot. Yes. The compliment does pull a gentle smile out of him, as he feels a happy flutter in his chest.]
Hah. Ain't so sure about that myself yet, but I'm gonna trust your word on that one.
[He runs a thumb, ever so gently, along Flins' cheek. Poor wounded soldier, doing his best to prevent the Great Bird War.]
41. I'll note it down. Hmmm, you're right. That went quicker than I thought it would.
[He stands there for a moment, just smiling at his partner, before stepping forward closer. He wraps his arms around Flins, pressing his face into the crook of his neck and exhaling slowly. He gives the man a gentle squeeze . ]
Thanks, mоя любовь. I...really needed this.