[It isn't lost on him that this is the first and only time he has ever held his son. The moment shakes him to his core and finds himself glad that Vincent is finally losing the fight to sleep. It's getting harder and harder to maintain that smile or the tears threatening to break free, but he manages it. He isn't completely human anymore, but right then and there, he feels closer to his humanity than he has since the funeral.]
Shhh, my lord. You may, one day. For now, sleep.
[He lets those fingers continue to work on the man and, once he is sure Vincent is well and truly asleep, he allows tears to fall and presses a kiss to the Earl's forehead. It's all short lived. He can't let himself get that emotional, though part of him desperately wants to. It would ruin poor Vincent's sleep if he did, but he will let himself lie there and close his own eyes and slip off into a nap. Vincent wanted him there, so he would stay.]
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Shhh, my lord. You may, one day. For now, sleep.
[He lets those fingers continue to work on the man and, once he is sure Vincent is well and truly asleep, he allows tears to fall and presses a kiss to the Earl's forehead. It's all short lived. He can't let himself get that emotional, though part of him desperately wants to. It would ruin poor Vincent's sleep if he did, but he will let himself lie there and close his own eyes and slip off into a nap. Vincent wanted him there, so he would stay.]