[The tension in Wilhelm's expression — anticipation shadowed by anxiety for whatever he'll find when the door opens — clears at the same time. Rhy looks healthy and whole. His smile reassures him that it's really all right, banishes the memory of his empty face and still body stretched out on the bed like it was a bier. Wilhelm's smile mirrors his relief.]
Hey.
[He lets Rhy pull him into the room, and then into a hug. No objections — his arms fly around Rhy's shoulders. Burying his nose in his clothes, Wilhelm just breathes.]
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Hey.
[He lets Rhy pull him into the room, and then into a hug. No objections — his arms fly around Rhy's shoulders. Burying his nose in his clothes, Wilhelm just breathes.]
I was so worried, Rhy.