[ Zephir is quiet for a long moment, letting Harry's words sit, forcing him to live with their meaning, here and now, with Zephir as his aggressor turned support. He leans down to kiss him on the top of his head, keeping him close with one hand while the other holds his seed and his blood. Then, ]
You didn't drop it. Wonderful job.
[ He takes the bottle back, carefully, and drops the seed in with the eye. It's held up while Zephir concentrates. Slowly, like a gravitational pull, the seed moves toward the orb and is absorbed into the sclera. ]
Come see me in a week from now. You'll be ready by then.
[ As in the seed, but perhaps the man as well. ]
Here, love. [ A kiss to the forehead, then his lips. ] This gift is worth so much more than you imagine. Thank you.
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You didn't drop it. Wonderful job.
[ He takes the bottle back, carefully, and drops the seed in with the eye. It's held up while Zephir concentrates. Slowly, like a gravitational pull, the seed moves toward the orb and is absorbed into the sclera. ]
Come see me in a week from now. You'll be ready by then.
[ As in the seed, but perhaps the man as well. ]
Here, love. [ A kiss to the forehead, then his lips. ] This gift is worth so much more than you imagine. Thank you.
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He looks up at Zephir and nods, hand still touching his shoulder. When he's kissed he closes his good eye and even smiles a little.]
You're welcome. I know... you'll do something beautiful with it.
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[ As if pieces of Harry being there means all of him is. ]
You've earned a favor from me. [ A silent but, ] You may ask the next time we see each other, if you have one by then.
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[Harry presses himself close for a moment, hugging Zephir.]
Thank you.
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You're welcome, [ A beat. ] Papillon.