[Riley leans into his touch, a little too desperately. He can feel his focus narrowing to a single point: his family. His family.
... this is bad. Ferran's right. He needs to keep himself... open. He exhales shakily.] Alright. [He hesitates, then finally lets go of them -- but it's so he can reach to wrap his arms around their necks, pull them close for a tight, needy hug.
He needs to shut everything out for a minute. He needs to let himself focus on them, only them.]
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... this is bad. Ferran's right. He needs to keep himself... open. He exhales shakily.] Alright. [He hesitates, then finally lets go of them -- but it's so he can reach to wrap his arms around their necks, pull them close for a tight, needy hug.
He needs to shut everything out for a minute. He needs to let himself focus on them, only them.]