Combeferre returns the embrace, overcome by his still-desperate need for contact, but he pulls back after a moment. He will not shed tears again, not now. He will attend to what's immediately required--and then, well. He has infinite time for tears, it seems.
He doesn't say anything, just squeezes Enjolras's shoulders before letting go and turning to the little room.
And then halting in utter confusion when he opens the door.
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Date: 2014-12-11 05:08 am (UTC)He doesn't say anything, just squeezes Enjolras's shoulders before letting go and turning to the little room.
And then halting in utter confusion when he opens the door.