[ There's a moment where he instinctually resists Sharon pulling his hand away, because he's stubborn and so guarded with his emotions, but... It's Sharon. It's with reluctance, but he relaxes, and Sharon is able to pull his hand away, only to see something that she hadn't seen in an even longer time, if she had seen it at all. Break could count the amount of times he'd cried since he had left his birth name behind on one hand, so he stares back at Sharon with a bewildered, almost frightened sort of expression. It's partially out of a sense of embarrassment that anyone else would see that sign of weakness, because he can't help of think of it as such for himself, but it's mostly because of what she says. ]
...Make... it up? [ He repeats that phrase softly, like he can't believe that she's said it. He'd still very much like to hide his eye, but he doesn't pull against her. ]
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...Make... it up? [ He repeats that phrase softly, like he can't believe that she's said it. He'd still very much like to hide his eye, but he doesn't pull against her. ]
You would still keep me at your side?