[And again, there's Julian's answering laugh, a low soft rumble of sound that reverberates though his chest, and yes everything about arriving here has left him cut adrift and unmoored and more than a little frightened, but perhaps that's why this - here, right now - helps to settle something in him, that grounding, comfortingly familiar feeling once again draping over him.]
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My dear, I fully intend to.