[ There's a lot that goes unsaid there, and Freddie, all but fresh out of the military, presses him to elaborate on none of it. Toki doesn't have to—so much of their grief and stress was conveyed in the silent space between each other as they sat side-by-side in Iraq, in Syria. It was their own version of a tether, maintained simply by being present.
And, though he's able to have deeper conversations about these things if feelings are offered up, in this situation, simple, unquestioning presence is the best way Freddie knows to offer comfort and reassurance in turn: to simply exist as a shoulder to lean on, should Toki so choose. ]
Have you been up to much? The apartment's looking sparse. I need to build something before I lose my mind.
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And, though he's able to have deeper conversations about these things if feelings are offered up, in this situation, simple, unquestioning presence is the best way Freddie knows to offer comfort and reassurance in turn: to simply exist as a shoulder to lean on, should Toki so choose. ]
Have you been up to much? The apartment's looking sparse. I need to build something before I lose my mind.