His voice is quiet, but certain, a steadiness that comes with a hand on John's arm and a tight squeeze. "It's not stupid." His gaze is intense and earnest as he looks up at John. "John, I'm not sure you realise how- fucking brave it is. To have that fear so close to your heart and still wears yours on your sleeve."
Re: somewhere before the port
His voice is quiet, but certain, a steadiness that comes with a hand on John's arm and a tight squeeze. "It's not stupid." His gaze is intense and earnest as he looks up at John. "John, I'm not sure you realise how- fucking brave it is. To have that fear so close to your heart and still wears yours on your sleeve."