[ Kaspar is drawn to him at his response, moving even as van Zieks continues speaking. For London, the greater good, for his brother, he cared. Kaspar can't imagine van Zieks complicit like he'd been in his own youth. Words that are firm, immediate, and to Kaspar born of all the things he so admires in van Zieks, grounds him. Confirmation of what he felt is a subtle relief he didn't expect.
With easy acceptance, it is instinct to set his tea aside and embrace what he is allowed of the other man's seated form while he remains standing. It's unclear if he is seeking comfort or providing it with strong arms and soft flannel. Perhaps both.
His low voice is paired with the gentle run of his fingers in dark hair, if he has yet to be shooed away. ]
We are, very different people. And your loss, was also profound.
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With easy acceptance, it is instinct to set his tea aside and embrace what he is allowed of the other man's seated form while he remains standing. It's unclear if he is seeking comfort or providing it with strong arms and soft flannel. Perhaps both.
His low voice is paired with the gentle run of his fingers in dark hair, if he has yet to be shooed away. ]
We are, very different people. And your loss, was also profound.