[He's crying and doesn't know what else to say. He wants to repeat "thank you", but he can't bring himself to speak.
Instinctively, he leans forward and wraps his arms around Sephiroth's neck; tightly enough to make it seem as if he were trying to strangle him. He's always been very touchy-feely. Back home he hugged all sorts of things. Tea cans, bird cages, trunks, strangers-- yet he feels Sephiroth deserves to be hugged a little more than all those other things did.]
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[He's crying and doesn't know what else to say. He wants to repeat "thank you", but he can't bring himself to speak.
Instinctively, he leans forward and wraps his arms around Sephiroth's neck; tightly enough to make it seem as if he were trying to strangle him.
He's always been very touchy-feely. Back home he hugged all sorts of things. Tea cans, bird cages, trunks, strangers-- yet he feels Sephiroth deserves to be hugged a little more than all those other things did.]