[Rich is about to turn and bolt, to escape to somewhere where it doesn't feel like his lungs are getting crushed, and though he still wants to leave... his panic instincts settle just slightly, to hear Aziraphale's words.
When was the last time someone defended him like that? When was the last time an adult defended him and protected him?
When was the last time it was okay for him to... have someone else look out for him?
He lets his hand be taken, his eyes watering for a moment before he nods. He goes with Aziraphale towards the door, and he doesn't say a thing until they're out on the front step again, about to shut the door.]
I'm sorry you think being human and emotional is so dangerous.
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When was the last time someone defended him like that? When was the last time an adult defended him and protected him?
When was the last time it was okay for him to... have someone else look out for him?
He lets his hand be taken, his eyes watering for a moment before he nods. He goes with Aziraphale towards the door, and he doesn't say a thing until they're out on the front step again, about to shut the door.]
I'm sorry you think being human and emotional is so dangerous.