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[howtheyshine]

"I know." He clings back, relieved in an odd way to be the solid one for a moment. "But--"

He stops, tries to figure out how to say this. "I want to travel with John. I want to see Faroe. I want to know what that world is like from a better place. But it..."

Again, he's not sure how to phrase it, sorting through the complicated detritus that he sorts through every other day.

"I don't know what it's like there, because there are still things they won't tell me. That's not home. That's a place to visit, a place to stay, a place to live even maybe and love probably a lot. That's not home. I can't daydream about all that much, when I think of Arkham."

[deuceoftears]

Jedao laughs a little, shakily.

"It's okay. I promise." Jedao wants - selfishly, he wants the soon years, all this time when Edwin is still growing up to match the age he looks like. But Jedao and Edwin and John are immortal. Arthur and Faroe - Jedao shouldn't steal any of the time Edwin can have with them.

[howtheyshine]

He squeezes Jedao a moment before loosening his hold. "I know. I know it is, I know you'd never..."

He frowns, trying to figure out how to put this. Words are hard.

"Everything..." No, not entirely true. "Almost everything I know about how to-- to support someone when you don't agree with them is because of you."

[deuceoftears]

"Yes, well," Jedao sniffles a little, smiles through it, kisses Edwin's forehead. "I am very smart."

[howtheyshine]

He curls up in Jedao's lap, feeling safe for the first time since he figured out John and Charlie.

"Obviously. You adopted me."

[deuceoftears]

"Smartest decision I ever made," Jedao agrees.