Ford shook his head, or tried to. Between being pressed up against Tycho and with the bouquet poking over Ty's shoulder there wasn't actually much room to move his head. "I just missed you so much," he said. He felt as though he had to explain his reaction before he could actually explain what had happened at the beginning of the month, though he was struggling to find the words for it. "I know I could have come earlier, I just... I wish I didn't have to care what anyone else thought. I wish no one cared where I went at night or what I did or who I was with. I just want to be with you," he said through a hiccup.

"I'm sorry. I'm such a mess," he continued, pulling himself off of Ty just enough to rub at his eyes with his free hand. "I've been a disaster all month. I'm sorry. You're lovely."

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