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Terry Silver, 69

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[dynatox]

No, it isn't.

[ He lets out a contented sigh and releases some of the tension he's been holding as Guilliman rubs his back. ]

But I always thought that losing him meant that I would be alone forever. Or that, at best, anything I could have with anyone else would be a pale imitation of what I had with him. [ A pause. ] But that isn't how I feel about this. About you.

[guilliman]

I --

[He exhales in a huff, his grip tightening just - just the minimum that he can stand to. Mortal fragility always in the back of his mind.]

Terry.

It. I have told you. I struggle with the right things to say in times like these. [Bends down, a kiss to Terry's head again.] But know that I treasure my time with you. So long as I live. My Argentum.

[dynatox]

You always tell me that, and yet you say just the right thing. Perhaps you've just never had the right person to talk to.

[ He relaxes into his grip, satisfied as a pampered housecat. ]

I hope this isn't an overstep, but I must say, you're the most handsome of all your brothers.

[guilliman]

[He gives a choked laugh, cheeks warming.]

Now you speak nonsense.

[He hauls Terry up to kiss him properly. Words are inadequate in amounts smaller than a tome, no matter what his mortal says.]

I mean it. You are a part of my hearts.

[dynatox]

I mean it, too.

[ He guesses from the response that Guilliman has never considered himself to be remarkably handsome next to the rest of his family. Sad, really. He'll just have to make sure he's appreciated from now on. ]

And you are part of mine.