Daniel pushes his chair back and goes to put his arms around Michael. He isn't going to hesitate to offer comfort when it looks like it might be needed - Michael might sound sharp, but his body language looks... well, probably not much different than Daniel's did yesterday. He can imagine how it went with the army - they may have rolled over for the Legislators, but for anyone with less power...
"Most invasions don't bring children along," he points out. He's not sure what to say to be helpful, but he's reasonably sure on that point.
Ughhh what's this, how dare he, Michael can only occasionally give comfort people don't offer it to him.
He doesn't think that his body language--hands clenched, shoulders hunched, head down--might mean anything other than defensive. He tenses when he feels Daniel's arms around him, and then he leans into him, head turning to press his face against his arm.
He doesn't know why what Daniel says makes his eyes fill, but it does, and he has to take a slow shuddering breath to stop himself from actually crying. He doesn't speak again until he's sure his voice is even. "Unless they're planning on colonizing after."
"Too dangerous. Children are valuable, loved. You don't send them unless you're sure they'll be safe, or you're desperate." He strokes Michael's back, the way Michael had done for him. In some ways he might be convincing himself too - that Michael and his people weren't the Legislators, weren't coming to wreck humanity and ravage the Earth for resources.
Whether they were or not hardly matters. Michael was a child, not responsible for his people. And if they were planning an invasion, it didn't happen and something awful happened to them... not that that would be justice, even if they were.
That's what Michael has been arguing with himself since he started learning more about his people, about the ship his mother had been on. He could still argue, that what if his people were that warlike, that they'd send children into such a dangerous situation?
He doesn't know if they were the only ones either, if it had been him and Max and Isobel or if there'd been more they'd been unable to save.
...He thinks they'd been brought for safety, not for anything else. That's why they took Max, wasn't it?
Michael slides his arms around Daniel's waist and presses his face into his shoulder, letting some tears seep through. He's relieved that Daniel still sees him as him, and thinking about the loss of his people are both a bit much for him and his feelings are coming out of his eyes.
Daniel can feel the dampness on his shoulder through the thin fabric of his t-shirt and he squeezes a bit tighter. He hadn't expected the tables to turn this quickly, but it feels good to be able to be here for Michael the way Michael was for him. It feels... warm.
God, mutual support and understanding. Who would have thought?
"I've got you," he murmurs. "It's... fucked up and I'm sorry. But I've got you."
It does feel good that Daniel is holding him like this, the way that he held Daniel. Raleigh's got his own problems, and Michael hasn't told him about what happened to his people, but this feels...good.
Ughhh mutual support and understanding it feels so nice.
"I didn't ask you to," he mumbles quietly. Note how he isn't pulling out of Daniel's grip.
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"Most invasions don't bring children along," he points out. He's not sure what to say to be helpful, but he's reasonably sure on that point.
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He doesn't think that his body language--hands clenched, shoulders hunched, head down--might mean anything other than defensive. He tenses when he feels Daniel's arms around him, and then he leans into him, head turning to press his face against his arm.
He doesn't know why what Daniel says makes his eyes fill, but it does, and he has to take a slow shuddering breath to stop himself from actually crying. He doesn't speak again until he's sure his voice is even. "Unless they're planning on colonizing after."
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Whether they were or not hardly matters. Michael was a child, not responsible for his people. And if they were planning an invasion, it didn't happen and something awful happened to them... not that that would be justice, even if they were.
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He doesn't know if they were the only ones either, if it had been him and Max and Isobel or if there'd been more they'd been unable to save.
...He thinks they'd been brought for safety, not for anything else. That's why they took Max, wasn't it?
Michael slides his arms around Daniel's waist and presses his face into his shoulder, letting some tears seep through. He's relieved that Daniel still sees him as him, and thinking about the loss of his people are both a bit much for him and his feelings are coming out of his eyes.
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God, mutual support and understanding. Who would have thought?
"I've got you," he murmurs. "It's... fucked up and I'm sorry. But I've got you."
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It does feel good that Daniel is holding him like this, the way that he held Daniel. Raleigh's got his own problems, and Michael hasn't told him about what happened to his people, but this feels...good.
Ughhh mutual support and understanding it feels so nice.
"I didn't ask you to," he mumbles quietly. Note how he isn't pulling out of Daniel's grip.