[Beelzebub's grip will stay tight, no matter what the aura on Xiao might do to him. It's half for his own comfort, and half an attempt to want to give anything, anything, back to this yaksha that already spent so much time suffering.]
There's nothing to forgive. Got it?
I'm just glad you came. [An exhale, as he holds him tighter.] I'm glad to be here with you.
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There's nothing to forgive. Got it?
I'm just glad you came. [An exhale, as he holds him tighter.] I'm glad to be here with you.