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[vrdantwind]

"Hey, this is Claude! Pretty sure I'm doing this correctly. You can leave me a message here, and I'll get to it as soon as I can. Talk to you soon~."

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[vrdantwind]

"Hey, Inda," Claude says softly as he follows Felix into the room. He hasn't gotten to spend nearly as much time with her as Sylvain, or even Felix, but he's still fond of her - and he's even more fond of the way Sylvain dotes on her, and Felix can't help but be soft with her in turn. Usually, though, he just watches indulgently from a distance rather than interacting himself.

He moves over to the bed, eyes drifting inescapably to Sylvain. Like Felix, he keeps thinking of Sylvain waking up, reaching out, doing something...not just thinking it, but craving it with all his heart. He knows it won't happen, can't happen, for a full week yet at least...but it feels so wrong for him to just be lying there. Empty. A bookmark, as he'd once told Dirk, for a story to be picked up again later. Right now, as their own stories continue, Sylvain's has been paused.

It doesn't feel any better now than it did earlier. But...part of him wants to be here for Sylvain, however much it hurts. And part of him knows Felix wants and needs him here to help him with the pain and loneliness of Sylvain's being gone like this, and Claude wants to be here for him, too. Those things mean more than his discomfort.

He slips into bed with Felix, sliding his arms around the (barely) smaller man from behind. And if the uppermost arm reaches past Felix, to lightly rest fingers on Sylvain so that Claude can be touching him too...well, Felix probably understands that completely.

[bestswordmaster]

Inda gives Claude a sleepy little wave and a faint smile of greeting, or perhaps gratitude. Once Claude has settled in the bed, Varley rises from her place curled up on the floor to paw at the button to turn the lamp off, before padding around the bed to lick Sylvain's face a few times and returning to her spot.

Felix sighs quietly, relaxing just a little. But he's moving again soon enough, rolling carefully over to wrap his arms around Claude, too, tucking his own head under the other man's chin.

"Thank you," he murmurs. "Good night, Claude."

A good place to end it, I think, unless Felix has a closing comment to make

[vrdantwind]

"I want to be here," Claude murmurs, pulling Felix a little closer against him. He's not used to being the big spoon(or any spoon, frankly), but Felix definitely needs it right now, and he's happy to wordlessly meet that need. And heavens know he needs someone to hold right now, too. "For both you and him. You don't need to thank me for that."

He closes his eyes. "Good night, sunshine...good night, Sylvain." His fingers curl a little in the blanket covering Sylvain. "I love you both." Then, with a slight smile as he forces himself to push back the bittersweetness of those good nights... "And good night, Inda, Varley."