Malcolm watches his face. He never takes his eyes from his face, until he’s too close to see it.
Because he really has thought about it and that’s never happened before. And he wants to say something about it, but in the same breath, Neal’s back to… at first he thinks he means Will, but he means Wolf Things.
And Neal calls him ‘Bright’ and it’s weird because when Gil calls him that it feels warm. Accepting. When Neal calls him that, it feels like a wall. Like intentional distance. Like a farewell to something.
“I don’t have to remember if you’re there to remind me. You’ll be there, won’t you?”
It’s shakier than he ideally would like. Maybe it’s too hard to be here after what Malcolm said, which seems woefully inadequate in the face of what Neal followed it with before closing the book, and he wants to add an addendum, but he’s not sure how to peek under the cover now, when Neal’s already set it back on the shelf.
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Because he really has thought about it and that’s never happened before. And he wants to say something about it, but in the same breath, Neal’s back to… at first he thinks he means Will, but he means Wolf Things.
And Neal calls him ‘Bright’ and it’s weird because when Gil calls him that it feels warm. Accepting. When Neal calls him that, it feels like a wall. Like intentional distance. Like a farewell to something.
“I don’t have to remember if you’re there to remind me. You’ll be there, won’t you?”
It’s shakier than he ideally would like. Maybe it’s too hard to be here after what Malcolm said, which seems woefully inadequate in the face of what Neal followed it with before closing the book, and he wants to add an addendum, but he’s not sure how to peek under the cover now, when Neal’s already set it back on the shelf.