[Archer stands there trembling while Kimblee speaks, once again trying to find something to say. He doesn't move, but he doesn't really lean into Kimblee's touch either, at least, not until Kimblee's finally statement.
He latches onto Kimblee's suit immediately, gripping the jacket tightly and leaning into Kimblee's shoulder.]
...Yes... yes, I know I'm fine here. As long as I have you, nothing like that will happen.
[He knows that he won't have Kimblee when he returns home and the automail will happen - assuming that wasn't some alternate version of himself, but he's not exactly in the right state of mind to come to that conclusion - but for the time being, he's perfectly content to believe that Kimblee can keep him safe. It's not something he'd ever really realized he needed; not here, at least. Kimblee can protect him. It's such a relief he's not sure what to do with it.]
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He latches onto Kimblee's suit immediately, gripping the jacket tightly and leaning into Kimblee's shoulder.]
...Yes... yes, I know I'm fine here. As long as I have you, nothing like that will happen.
[He knows that he won't have Kimblee when he returns home and the automail will happen - assuming that wasn't some alternate version of himself, but he's not exactly in the right state of mind to come to that conclusion - but for the time being, he's perfectly content to believe that Kimblee can keep him safe. It's not something he'd ever really realized he needed; not here, at least. Kimblee can protect him. It's such a relief he's not sure what to do with it.]