[Cole's thinner but taller, and somehow he manages to tuck up against Sorey's 5'9" frame like a child. Sorey rubs his back, shifting his head up under the brim of Cole's askew hat so they both fit. This is nice. This is something he's wanted since coming here; helping. Offering comfort to someone who needs it. Looking after the people he considers his friends, looking after people who want his help.
Cole's always so eager to help other people, too. They'd had the discussion of whether or not someone should be praised for obeying their nature, and Sorey had told him that it didn't matter if he was meant to do something. All that mattered was that he was.]
You're welcome, Cole, [Sorey murmurs, spreading his hands across his back.] I'll say it as many times as you need to hear it, too.
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Cole's always so eager to help other people, too. They'd had the discussion of whether or not someone should be praised for obeying their nature, and Sorey had told him that it didn't matter if he was meant to do something. All that mattered was that he was.]
You're welcome, Cole, [Sorey murmurs, spreading his hands across his back.] I'll say it as many times as you need to hear it, too.