[Henry releases Ryou's head, smiling a little at the comfort, and gently brushes some of his hair out of his eyes.]
Regardless of what he feels, regardless of whether he is bad or not, he is a foolish child. It's your own body, even if taken from you, and to think he didn't need permission just shows more of what a child he is. Hopefully, some day, someone can help him hammer himself out into something more... but until then, a foolish child is what he is.
[A smile quirks at the edge of the king's mouth, and he playfully taps Ryou on the nose.]
I'll hold you to that. Because if you say that I'm not bad for that... then you can't very well say you're weak for doing the same.
[He sits back down properly, glancing over.]
...But you know... strength is a funny thing. The strength of one person is so very limited... yet bring even two together, and it becomes something far more than the sum of the individual strength they possessed.
[He reaches over, gently placing a hand back on Ryou's shoulder and shifting his arm out of the way, in case he wants to snuggle up again.]
Father, mother, brother, sister, even a friend... one's strength alone will never be enough, but the strength of those who have another to rely on... well, it becomes enough to do miracles.
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Regardless of what he feels, regardless of whether he is bad or not, he is a foolish child. It's your own body, even if taken from you, and to think he didn't need permission just shows more of what a child he is. Hopefully, some day, someone can help him hammer himself out into something more... but until then, a foolish child is what he is.
[A smile quirks at the edge of the king's mouth, and he playfully taps Ryou on the nose.]
I'll hold you to that. Because if you say that I'm not bad for that... then you can't very well say you're weak for doing the same.
[He sits back down properly, glancing over.]
...But you know... strength is a funny thing. The strength of one person is so very limited... yet bring even two together, and it becomes something far more than the sum of the individual strength they possessed.
[He reaches over, gently placing a hand back on Ryou's shoulder and shifting his arm out of the way, in case he wants to snuggle up again.]
Father, mother, brother, sister, even a friend... one's strength alone will never be enough, but the strength of those who have another to rely on... well, it becomes enough to do miracles.