[ credence watches graves move, eyes following him ceaselessly. he tips his head up into the touch almost despite himself but he relents, licking his lips once before leaving it alone. ] Sorry. [ it's automatic and very quiet. his hands are balled into fists and resting on his knees and he doesn't know what to do with himself.
do you need anything?
credence shakes his head, tipping it forward again. that's only brief before he stands suddenly, both hands grasping at the front of graves' shirt as he tucks his face in against his neck. it probably looks ridiculous - credence is a little taller than him after all - but he doesn't care, eyes clenched shut. for a long moment he just breathes, not crying but sounding oddly hitched.
then, muffled: ] I knew you'd come for me. [ such a blatant show of trust and faith: it's important, from someone like him. ]
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do you need anything?
credence shakes his head, tipping it forward again. that's only brief before he stands suddenly, both hands grasping at the front of graves' shirt as he tucks his face in against his neck. it probably looks ridiculous - credence is a little taller than him after all - but he doesn't care, eyes clenched shut. for a long moment he just breathes, not crying but sounding oddly hitched.
then, muffled: ] I knew you'd come for me. [ such a blatant show of trust and faith: it's important, from someone like him. ]