[he waves his legs on the bench, feeling oddly flushed with the very obvious display of ... Jackson. though he's unsure if he's ready. he remembered, briefly, his run-in with Scott and how vastly different they were.]
Ah, I'm glad.
[he says, swallowing the lump in his throat. but he can't help but find himself leaning in, just a little.]
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Ah, I'm glad.
[he says, swallowing the lump in his throat. but he can't help but find himself leaning in, just a little.]