[ Tim doesn't try to intervene and block the strikes on Lucky's thigh, but his eyes watch the physical chastisement with empathy that skirts pity. He knows what what it's like to yank himself back together like that. ]
Kon's my soulmate.
[ The response is so fast. Tim's eyes only start going wide at the rawness of that honesty - why would he say that? It's not an answer for 12 year olds. ]
He's my boyfriend, that is. He's one of the other new myths here.
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Kon's my soulmate.
[ The response is so fast. Tim's eyes only start going wide at the rawness of that honesty - why would he say that? It's not an answer for 12 year olds. ]
He's my boyfriend, that is. He's one of the other new myths here.
[ Those corrections he doesn't stumble over. ]