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Faron didn't take his reactive nature of latter uncomfortable or disconcerting. He had his reasons to feel the way he did. But it wasn't because of Woochi, much to assume his own troubles on such a matter - Faron was patient and waited any words he had to spare for him. Although as Woochi's looks gave, Faron's hadn't. He knew better than to rush words from him either, it was a fragile question at hand. Faron listened though, the words: so far already might’ve made his assumptions jump. But he didn’t second guess Woochi, and as soon as the resting distance closed - his frame tilted and his head rested atop his own. Quiet for the most part, he didn’t want to interrupt.
Faron heard him out without a problem, however, his wishes weren’t discarded. His digits curled around to grasp onto his in a reassuring squeeze, humming softly - he wanted to speak but not yet.
Hands move, slipping up a grasp at his wrists below the cuffs - all before landing them to grasp his hands. “I don’t miss fighting side by side with someone. It done nothing but leave me in ruin and doomed me.” He plainly stated - however before things could seem deterring and impossible, Faron leaned in and nosed a nestle to his cheek while he spoke - surely his issue with it could’ve made it impossible but Woochi wasn’t just people despite what happened. “I remember trying to work towards a goal before it was trashed. But no matter-” Faron added, no matter how vague. But his voice resounded more whispery for just his ears. “What I’m doing is already dangerous... And I’d feel terrible getting you involved, should it be the death of me. I won’t know what’ll happen to you.” He sunk in more, more towards his ear. “But that’s an after thought. Because I trust you to watch my back and not let that happen. And I trust you not to do that to me.” Faron pulled back, pulling Woochi’s hands up to his lips.
“I trust you with all that I am, even if it’s not much to look at or hold. But I hope you can trust me to do the same, just as much as I do you. I’d never let anything happen to you. I hate these things...” He glanced at the cuffs. “But even if you have them on, I know you’ll keep me safe anyways. Yet... They are only to keep up appearances.”
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