[ hearing steve mention he thinks he's missing something immediately spikes that paranoia constantly rattling around in the back of andyr's mind - that this isn't real, that they're all just plugged into one of the house's VR set ups, living in a dream while their bodies and minds are being taken apart. he feels the tremble in steve's hand, the way he grips tight to him, and he knows whatever's going through his friend's mind is no easier to process.
andyr's mind races, trying to sort through what might have been done to steve after he'd died, how they could fix it, what it means. in the end, he just curls closer around him, arms squeeze, andyr tucking himself tight against steve's chest, as he blinks his eyes closed. ]
But you're not here alone. [ if nothing else, andyr can give him that. he's with him here, lost in this place, unsure what to do about any of it, but here all the same. his nose tucks against steve's neck, nuzzling at him, wanting to bring him back to the present and out of his head. ] I'll help you figure it out. Just lemme help you, okay?
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andyr's mind races, trying to sort through what might have been done to steve after he'd died, how they could fix it, what it means. in the end, he just curls closer around him, arms squeeze, andyr tucking himself tight against steve's chest, as he blinks his eyes closed. ]
But you're not here alone. [ if nothing else, andyr can give him that. he's with him here, lost in this place, unsure what to do about any of it, but here all the same. his nose tucks against steve's neck, nuzzling at him, wanting to bring him back to the present and out of his head. ] I'll help you figure it out. Just lemme help you, okay?
[ don't pretend there's nothing wrong with you, please, steve. ]