[He tenses automatically at the hand on his back, at the idea of reassurance and comfort because accepting it means admitting that he needs those things...but he doesn't move away from it, either.]
[He shoves the heel of his hand against one eye, realizing what's happening, but of course that doesn't stop anything. He doesn't sob or weep, just squeezes his leaking eyes shut and grits his teeth, little shudders running through his shoulders.]
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[He shoves the heel of his hand against one eye, realizing what's happening, but of course that doesn't stop anything. He doesn't sob or weep, just squeezes his leaking eyes shut and grits his teeth, little shudders running through his shoulders.]
What am I supposed to do now?