@monstyrious | “ do you want me to stay? ” -- but it's from dad
"I'm fine," Hughie insists, the confidence in his voice shaky at best and nonexistent at worst. Nostrils and eyes red rimmed, face splotchy, but some misguided belief that eyecontact with harden his resolve guides Hughie to lift his head and glare at Butcher. "I'm not twelve."











