[He breaths slowly, gradually relaxing properly. Henry hadn't slept since he'd found Ryan gone. But he lets himself focus on nothing but his voice- for now, nothing else mattered, Ryan was there, and intact. He was alive now.
Under these conditions, it won't be long at all before Henry passes out, reassured by the sound, warmth, the familiar scent. But he fumbles for one of Ryan's hands first, pulling the ring off his own finger, where he'd kept it in his absence- and pressing it back in place.]
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Under these conditions, it won't be long at all before Henry passes out, reassured by the sound, warmth, the familiar scent. But he fumbles for one of Ryan's hands first, pulling the ring off his own finger, where he'd kept it in his absence- and pressing it back in place.]