[He nodded, taking a breath, and then another. It mattered to him that Ronan didn't mind that he needed to see Prokopenko. Proko was his best friend- he was so important, important enough that Kavinsky had brought him back from death. Just like Ronan had done with him. If anyone would understand, Kavinsky knew it would be Ronan.
Kavinsky smiled in return, a little sad if only because he was worried about all of the what ifs. He'd have way less to be concerned about after he'd checked on Proko. Then, whatever troubles came at him, he knew he could face them with Ronan at his side. Brushing his thumb across the back of Ronan's hand, Kavinsky fell into step next to him, looking this way and that as they walked, though his gaze always returned to the boy next to him in the end. It wasn't that he'd never seen a forest before, but he knew this wasn't just a forest. It was special. Magical.
He should-]
Thank you.
[For caring about him even now, for wanting him, for bringing him back from the dead. For going to take him to see Proko. It all meant so much to him; he wasn't sure anyone had ever wanted him this much, before.]
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Kavinsky smiled in return, a little sad if only because he was worried about all of the what ifs. He'd have way less to be concerned about after he'd checked on Proko. Then, whatever troubles came at him, he knew he could face them with Ronan at his side. Brushing his thumb across the back of Ronan's hand, Kavinsky fell into step next to him, looking this way and that as they walked, though his gaze always returned to the boy next to him in the end. It wasn't that he'd never seen a forest before, but he knew this wasn't just a forest. It was special. Magical.
He should-]
Thank you.
[For caring about him even now, for wanting him, for bringing him back from the dead. For going to take him to see Proko. It all meant so much to him; he wasn't sure anyone had ever wanted him this much, before.]