[That's why the compliment strikes him— because it's plain, unvarnished sincerity, not some carefully constructed thing scrubbed clean of feeling. That kind of earnestness, almost to a fault, is what Char values most.
His eyes slip shut beneath the warmth of Lovecraft's palm. His wish... it almost hurts to let himself think of it.]
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His eyes slip shut beneath the warmth of Lovecraft's palm. His wish... it almost hurts to let himself think of it.]
...Let's look forward to a brighter future.