[Peter shifts closer, and Leo lets go of his hand only to wrap his arm around him as tight as he can. He clings to Peter, burying his face into his shoulder. He's still having trouble getting his breath, but the tears have started and don't show any sign of stopping. He's trembling holding Peter.
The way he shifts, Peter can probably tell he keeps instinctively trying to hug with his right arm but can't. It's just... Gone. And each time is like a fresh wave of realization.]
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The way he shifts, Peter can probably tell he keeps instinctively trying to hug with his right arm but can't. It's just... Gone. And each time is like a fresh wave of realization.]