[Henry watches him remove the armor a little confusedly, blinking a bit and listening quietly. Even if it's not exactly a nice confirmation, that someone else shares the feeling does soothe him a little... and as prisons went, this was probably better than most got.
He starts a little when Jack pulls him over, but relaxes, resting his head against the other man and closing his eyes. The warmth from Jack... the warmth from Mahad...
It almost does feel like he's a child again, being cradled after some nightmare.]
...That he does not...
[That's right... God worked in mysterious ways, tested faith in even more mysterious ones, and was not on a level a simple creation of his could comprehend. Henry's arms go around Jack lightly, the king's breathing slowing and soft.]
Thank you, Jack... for presence, comfort... and the voice of reason.
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He starts a little when Jack pulls him over, but relaxes, resting his head against the other man and closing his eyes. The warmth from Jack... the warmth from Mahad...
It almost does feel like he's a child again, being cradled after some nightmare.]
...That he does not...
[That's right... God worked in mysterious ways, tested faith in even more mysterious ones, and was not on a level a simple creation of his could comprehend. Henry's arms go around Jack lightly, the king's breathing slowing and soft.]
Thank you, Jack... for presence, comfort... and the voice of reason.