{And his son doesn't mind being held. Vincent may not seem like an affectionate sort, but he is with those he loves. As he drifts off, his hand falls to rest against Undertaker's chest. His breathing is deep and even and his expression is serene. The visions and memories of what he endured are silent and, strangely, instead, he has dreams of his mother.
They are good memories and he makes a small sound, moving in his sleep to embrace Undertaker fully, his head resting on the other man's chest. There he stays, catching up on all the slumber he had missed. However hunger is destined to wake him eventually and he stirs a few hours later, blinking blearily.}
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They are good memories and he makes a small sound, moving in his sleep to embrace Undertaker fully, his head resting on the other man's chest. There he stays, catching up on all the slumber he had missed. However hunger is destined to wake him eventually and he stirs a few hours later, blinking blearily.}
- Undertaker?