[The factor of protection on Chuck's body language is obvious to him. They've always been shields, tools, made to reach and grab for Chuck's life at the worst moments, rapidly moving in the best. He sighs.
He doesn't like them like this, protecting Chuck from Mike.]
I wouldn't offer if I wasn't okay with it, Chuckles.
[He swallows the dry knot in his throat, makes to shift his weight a little except he stops himself a nanosecond after he starts, remembering Chuck's... situation.
C'mon, Mike Chilton, you can do this.] We're just us.
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He doesn't like them like this, protecting Chuck from Mike.]
I wouldn't offer if I wasn't okay with it, Chuckles.
[He swallows the dry knot in his throat, makes to shift his weight a little except he stops himself a nanosecond after he starts, remembering Chuck's... situation.
C'mon, Mike Chilton, you can do this.] We're just us.