[One of his hands flutters a bit at that, as though he's tempted to reach out and touch but thinks better of it; he finds himself covering his mouth instead for a brief moment before he makes himself stop - there isn't much time to talk to him, after all.]
You're not going to die, amore, I swear to you. You know I'll do whatever's necessary.
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Date: 2014-12-06 02:51 am (UTC)You're not going to die, amore, I swear to you. You know I'll do whatever's necessary.