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I am too.

[his head tilts into the fingers against his cheek, into the soft brush of them, with a soft little sigh.]

...I'm glad you're here.

[here, they can both live a little more freely. they have each other to lean on, they share the experiences both good and bad-- they've had the chance to become close in ways they might never have managed in the library.]

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[ Another familiar, welcome movement. Netzach is here, safe. Netzach refers to it as coming home, and he did come home each time. He must feel safe here to feel glad for it. That means something, after everything.

What will ensure that nothing can ever threaten it?

Yesod keeps his hand where it is. It has become a little easier to breathe, but he won't grow careless. ]

...I want to tell you that as well.

[ His heart clenches with it, with the relief that Netzach is here, despite the fear of a still-nameless shadow, and his own powerlessness. ]

I wanted to welcome you home... and tell you that I love you.

[ It's an echo of firsts to remember — he wants to believe that they will retain what they've built here, defying this city like their own. ]

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...love you too.

[it still feels good to say it, every time. to know that he can. it's the removal of a barrier, an exposure of the heart, once locked behind metal and then behind distance.]

You've-- been careful with my heart. I want to be more careful with yours.

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[ The words contain the warmth of Netzach's love, its undimmed brightness, and Yesod remembers how it felt through that mask. He immerses himself in it, in Netzach beside him. It lets him take another breath.

His thumb strokes a small arc across Netzach's cheek. ]

I don't doubt that this was your intention... It was from the beginning.

[ That was why Netzach offered to accommodate his heart, and why Netzach felt the need to protect him. ]

...It has become yours.

[ And he wants it to be resilient, to know that Netzach will have no qualms about relying on it. ]