<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">Theo's hand shot out to grab hold of Michael's arm when the other suggested that he go. "I wasn't asleep." And just as quickly as Theo had grabbed hold of him, he released him in the next breath with a muttered apology. <br/>
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"Stay...please." It didn't matter that Theo still believed that at some point Michael would finish what he'd started. One did not simply shed that sort of long time resentment in a day. And Theo was alright with that. Or so he tried to convince himself.<br/>
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"And I'm sorry about your nightmares," he said quietly. He didn't know how he could help, or what sort of offered comfort Michael would even accept from him. This was uncharted territory, and his impulsive outbursts aside, the last thing he wanted to do was scare Michael off. The last time they'd known each other, they'd both been children. A lot had changed in those two decades. They were practically strangers to one another. Silence descended for a time before Theo asked the question that'd lingered on his conscious ever since Michael had decided to come home with him, "How long are you going to stay?"</span>