[Magpie's hand scrabbles for Crow's and locks tight around it. He feels bigger, somehow, in a way he knows won't bear close scrutiny—but, God, how he wishes it would.
He gets to his feet like he has wings.]
Mm. Suddenly I understand how all of you do the things you do.
[Ugh. Fuck it. Quickly, he turns and pulls Crow into a hug, pushing both halves of his mask out of the way so he can make a pretence of burying his face.]
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He gets to his feet like he has wings.]
Mm. Suddenly I understand how all of you do the things you do.
[Ugh. Fuck it. Quickly, he turns and pulls Crow into a hug, pushing both halves of his mask out of the way so he can make a pretence of burying his face.]