"You d...?!" The bottom dropped out of Greg's stomach, and he turned to face Wash as fully as possible on the couch.
The man before him was the same one he'd seen before, at a glance--whole, alive. Yet Greg had no reason to doubt him. A hand closed over his stomach, as though searching. They were all magic now.
He swallowed through a throat suddenly gone tight. "Wash..." He didn't know what to say. There wasn't some easy fatherly wisdom to dole out about getting ripped apart by monsters. This wasn't the sort of thing he was supposed to deal with, he was never meant to get in this deep.
Now, he was in this deep, and he did have to deal with it. If Greg was mortified at the mere idea of it, it had nothing on the one who had gone through it. Wash needed someone, and he'd picked him. One hand rested on Wash's, gripping at the couch. He couldn't find words, but hopefully that would say something to him.
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The man before him was the same one he'd seen before, at a glance--whole, alive. Yet Greg had no reason to doubt him. A hand closed over his stomach, as though searching. They were all magic now.
He swallowed through a throat suddenly gone tight. "Wash..." He didn't know what to say. There wasn't some easy fatherly wisdom to dole out about getting ripped apart by monsters. This wasn't the sort of thing he was supposed to deal with, he was never meant to get in this deep.
Now, he was in this deep, and he did have to deal with it. If Greg was mortified at the mere idea of it, it had nothing on the one who had gone through it. Wash needed someone, and he'd picked him. One hand rested on Wash's, gripping at the couch. He couldn't find words, but hopefully that would say something to him.