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[he feels weak. Weak and giddy and sad and warm and heavy all at once. But heavy like an anchor is when it's finally hit bottom. He pulls Marco up so he can bury his face against the side of his neck and wraps his arms around him]

Nothing to do but love us, aye, captain?

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