He feels bad for dodging the real request - like part of him should be able to commit to never leaving. But, he tells himself, it's just not the kind of thing that their lifestyle affords.
"Hey..." he murmurs, digging the plush hippo out from between them; "...you're never alone."
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"Hey..." he murmurs, digging the plush hippo out from between them; "...you're never alone."