[Ardyn hesitated a second or two, not sure where his arms were supposed to go or how to react--but he figured it out quickly enough, fingers curling tightly in the back of his shirt and clinging to Regis like his only lifeline. A faint tremor made its way from hands to arms to shoulders, Ardyn trying and failing to cope with what felt like a complete sensory overload after an eternity of deprivation.]
[...It was probably going to take him a minute to realize he even could let go.]
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[...It was probably going to take him a minute to realize he even could let go.]