[ the hand on his head makes him gasp in surprise - really, he expected Xander to up and leave after his shameful display. to be met with compassion brings warmth to his chest and makes him feel all sorts of powerful conflicting emotions. Laslow didn't quite understand what Xander meant about the flowers, but ... come to think of it, while he had been around them, he had felt ... a lot different.
perhaps it was an epiphany about this place that he wasn't quite ready to handle. but still, there was no falseness in the words that he spoke. he reaches out to take the tissue, dabbing his eyes while he shudders out a sigh, unable to stop himself from crying. ]
You are ... still allowing me to join you in spite of my abhorrent display just now?
[ he steps forward out of the flowers and gazes up at Xander with swollen, red eyes as his tears continue to pour. if only he could magically make them stop somehow. ]
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perhaps it was an epiphany about this place that he wasn't quite ready to handle. but still, there was no falseness in the words that he spoke. he reaches out to take the tissue, dabbing his eyes while he shudders out a sigh, unable to stop himself from crying. ]
You are ... still allowing me to join you in spite of my abhorrent display just now?
[ he steps forward out of the flowers and gazes up at Xander with swollen, red eyes as his tears continue to pour. if only he could magically make them stop somehow. ]