"Welcome to Siren Cove," Wren says, wryly, but he shuts himself up too, looking back up at Rian.
They did. Even at the worst of things, they had each other's back when it came down to it. Wren likes to think they inspired the best in each other, too sometimes, but it's hard to remember what of his memory is accurate.
The admission means more than Wren can say - Rian's always been stubborn. "Thank you," he says. "I'm not going to tell you it's all right," he says, raising an eyebrow. "Because it's not okay, what got said. But I'm not angry." He rubs his neck. "You'd have had plenty of reason to not accept my help, there, too. And I'm sorry for that."
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Date: 2015-04-14 04:55 pm (UTC)They did. Even at the worst of things, they had each other's back when it came down to it. Wren likes to think they inspired the best in each other, too sometimes, but it's hard to remember what of his memory is accurate.
The admission means more than Wren can say - Rian's always been stubborn. "Thank you," he says. "I'm not going to tell you it's all right," he says, raising an eyebrow. "Because it's not okay, what got said. But I'm not angry." He rubs his neck. "You'd have had plenty of reason to not accept my help, there, too. And I'm sorry for that."