Nova was crying.

William didn't know what to do.

Nova didn't cry.

Nova was crying, his tall frame shrunk down into a ball. His face covered.

What was he supposed to do?

He never thought he'd see Nova look like this.

Wasn't he supposed to be prouder than that?

What did he look like when he first met him? He couldn't remember.

William realized they were both feeling something. Maybe not the same thing. But they were the only ones feeling it. And he wasn't sure what to do, so he just did what he could.

He crawled up on his desk and wrapped his arms around him, an embrace he wasn't sure it was right for him to give.

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