*The teenage mime would practically cling to the other as he held him, head set to hide in his shoulder. But there was a sudden wet feeling to come onto Hex's shoulder, it was tear's, Aiden is having an emotional break down right now and is seeking comfort.*
Hex wrapped his arms around Aiden, gently holding him. He tilted his head down slightly at the feeling on his shoulder, “Aiden…?” He asked quietly, a concerned look on his face as he ran a hand slowly through the mime’s hair.













