[Trey's hand rests upon Cater's back as he kneels with him, rubbing slowly up and down. It's... hard, seeing him like this. But... at least Cater is willing to show this to him. Willing to let Trey see, instead of bottling everything and repressing as he'd done so many times before.
It's hard, but Cater's processing it. That's what's important.
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It's hard, but Cater's processing it. That's what's important.
Gently, he coaxes:]
What are you thinking?