[The hug is a surprise, and he tenses up reflexively just in how he wasn't expecting it. But he doesn't push Kaspar away, because while he would never in a million years admit it, he so desperately missed and wanted for someone to just hold him and tell him it was okay to be sad, which is essentially what Kaspar is giving him permission to do.
What's important is that it mattered to you
A memory, half-remembered, of Klint comforting him, when he was probably upset about something ridiculously childish. But he'd been given permission to be upset anyway. Of course, Kaspar is nothing like Klint. It really had no connection at all. But it does stop him from apologizing for his feelings. He simply remains still for a minute in Kaspar's grasp. He doesn't cry, doesn't feel like he really knows how to anymore, but he does relax in the other man's hold.]
You're remarkably kind, Kaspar. [Quietly observed when he finally feels he should say something.]
[ Kaspar holds him through the tensing, patient and comfortable in the silence. The feel of his warmth, the subtle movements under cloth to breath, innately has him synching his inhales with van Zieks. Bestowing physical affection like this comes naturally, almost needy after so many years under lock and key.
When van Zieks comments, Kaspar's hand travels to press against the other man's hair. Instead of words, Kaspar hums a soft sound as he curls into him slightly. ]
[And it's at this exact moment that first germinates the seed of what is at the root of several of his issues later on in their time in Crescentview, a single thought of; what did I do to deserve this?
For the moment, though, he's able to dismiss it, and the extra layer of kind touch finally pushes him over some sort of threshhold and he can't stop himself from returning Kaspar's hug, grip tight and resolute as so many of his actions are, almost to the point that it negates the intrinsic softness of a hug.]
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What's important is that it mattered to you
A memory, half-remembered, of Klint comforting him, when he was probably upset about something ridiculously childish. But he'd been given permission to be upset anyway. Of course, Kaspar is nothing like Klint. It really had no connection at all. But it does stop him from apologizing for his feelings. He simply remains still for a minute in Kaspar's grasp. He doesn't cry, doesn't feel like he really knows how to anymore, but he does relax in the other man's hold.]
You're remarkably kind, Kaspar.
[Quietly observed when he finally feels he should say something.]
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When van Zieks comments, Kaspar's hand travels to press against the other man's hair. Instead of words, Kaspar hums a soft sound as he curls into him slightly. ]
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For the moment, though, he's able to dismiss it, and the extra layer of kind touch finally pushes him over some sort of threshhold and he can't stop himself from returning Kaspar's hug, grip tight and resolute as so many of his actions are, almost to the point that it negates the intrinsic softness of a hug.]