[He might. He's been told he gives good hugs, since he started giving hugs.]
[And this one he's been ready for since he first saw Scott on the network, all busted up on the inside and trying to hide it. Of all the people he knows, Scott is unequivocally the most deserving of hugs.]
[Cassel sits next to Scott on the other bed and wraps his arms around him tightly, squeezing. He doesn't mind being close, not anymore - not close to people he trusts. Resting his chin on Scott's shoulder, he closes his eyes, pats his back a little.]
[He doesn't say it's okay, or that it's going to be. Because it's not, and it won't. He's just there, quiet.]
[After a minute, he does say,] I won't tell if you gotta cry.
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[He might. He's been told he gives good hugs, since he started giving hugs.]
[And this one he's been ready for since he first saw Scott on the network, all busted up on the inside and trying to hide it. Of all the people he knows, Scott is unequivocally the most deserving of hugs.]
[Cassel sits next to Scott on the other bed and wraps his arms around him tightly, squeezing. He doesn't mind being close, not anymore - not close to people he trusts. Resting his chin on Scott's shoulder, he closes his eyes, pats his back a little.]
[He doesn't say it's okay, or that it's going to be. Because it's not, and it won't. He's just there, quiet.]
[After a minute, he does say,] I won't tell if you gotta cry.