to heal a wound, you need to stop touching it
"Mm, that too," Vai agrees, brushing a thumb over the back of his hand - and his wedding band. "He'd be pleased for you, I bet," she almost whispers, not wanting to nudge the moment too far into grief, but needing to say it nevertheless. "You and Hotaru take care of each other the way he'd have wanted you to, yeah?" Letting out a long sigh, Vai sits back just enough to look Sunjata over.
"Oh, hush," she quips, reaching out to tousle his grey-flecked hair. "You were handsome before Frey got anything to do with you, though I'll admit that you do seem much happier under their wing than you were with Safrin. That probably makes you look younger as well." Winking, Vai gives him a playful nudge. "It makes you look distinguished, if you ask me. Nothing to be ashamed of - I think the term is silver fox, right?"
"Oh, hush," she quips, reaching out to tousle his grey-flecked hair. "You were handsome before Frey got anything to do with you, though I'll admit that you do seem much happier under their wing than you were with Safrin. That probably makes you look younger as well." Winking, Vai gives him a playful nudge. "It makes you look distinguished, if you ask me. Nothing to be ashamed of - I think the term is silver fox, right?"
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