[Blue's chest tightens, the ache growing as Yzak pours his heart out like this. captive fingers can only just curl a bit out of reflex to the growing pressure of his hold - a little painful, but terribly important.

the ask flies in the face of who Blue has always felt in relation to others, as he's been the one tasked with caring for them, responsible for shouldering the weight of their wishes whether he can realize them or not. he knows the strain - strain Yzak's raging against to not just endure, but change. that's something Blue had not been able to do enough of in all his time: change things for the better.

when Yzak looks back up, Blue's free hand is there to reach for his face, himself sitting more forward to him. as much as the hope which sparks this plan comes from Entr'i in Yzak, the fear of consequence from Ford presses in on Blue. grasping what he already has...is almost all he knows how to do, but Yzak's not content to let things crumble to dust in their grip.

Jomy was like that, too. cognizant of the past and present, but hungry for the future and strong enough to fight for it.

someone really is always carrying his dreams for him, Blue realizes, looking at his love. what can he say to oppose him besides utterances of fear? what can he do but try to match such a resolve? Yzak's owed that much and more.]

Refusing you now...would be wrong. Even if I'm afraid...of what harm could come to you. Because your will is set, isn't it? [he strokes his cheek with his thumb.] Because this is...where I've brought you. To this point.