[Diarmuid knew that. They both knew that. There was no rationalizing here. He just... he just wished with all his heart that there was because a man like Cu Chulainn could be so much better.
But dwelling on the what if would only lead to madness at the end of the day, wouldn't it? Not everyone's one percent chance was a fortunate one.
So he said nothing more. Just allowed Waver to pull him close and wrapped his own arms around his partner as well.
Allow him this moment of wallowing and think no less of him for showing it. He did not have to plead for it.]
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But dwelling on the what if would only lead to madness at the end of the day, wouldn't it? Not everyone's one percent chance was a fortunate one.
So he said nothing more. Just allowed Waver to pull him close and wrapped his own arms around his partner as well.
Allow him this moment of wallowing and think no less of him for showing it. He did not have to plead for it.]