I know. [And he does. He always does. The hand resting at the collarbone moves just enough to wrap around the gap between Chuck's neck and shoulder, reassuringly. He feels exhausted and spent, but he knows it is important for both of them to know where they're standing, especially since Mike was the one to make the first offer. More than knowing what Chuck means, he understands. He'd understand whichever path Chuck would feel more inclined to follow from then on.
He gives it a light squeeze.] You know I'm here for you... for whatever. Really.
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He gives it a light squeeze.] You know I'm here for you... for whatever. Really.