[Honesty is like the application of tempering to a steel blade; though the conversation they've had — and will continue to have — may not be easy, they’ll only walk away from it stronger than before. More assured in each other’s trust, being closer allies and better friends. He has no doubt of that.
And so, Markus nods.]
I want to hear the rest of it. If you’re still willing to share it with me.
[A hand to reach up behind Fitz, to lightly press into his shoulder, and Markus turns to urge Fitz to walk with him. A slower pace than before, as if detaching them slowly from the magnetic pull of passing emotion and insecurity; as if the summer heat filtering through the trees might continue to provide both of them a tired sort of focus and realignment.]
no subject
And so, Markus nods.]
I want to hear the rest of it. If you’re still willing to share it with me.
[A hand to reach up behind Fitz, to lightly press into his shoulder, and Markus turns to urge Fitz to walk with him. A slower pace than before, as if detaching them slowly from the magnetic pull of passing emotion and insecurity; as if the summer heat filtering through the trees might continue to provide both of them a tired sort of focus and realignment.]
Either way, let’s keep walking.