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Wolfe was completely speechless as stared blankly at Raven. He didn't move, seemingly frozen in place, but after a long moment a small, single tear escaped from the corner of his eye.

Raven didn't see, still turned around and drawing in the dirt with a finger since he was already filthy. After a long time had passed, he slowly stood, trying to brush some of the dirt off of himself again to no avail.

"A person like you..." Wolfe whispered in a voice husky with emotion, "doesn't belong in our filthy world. Terra! I didn't want to... to say anything. I don't know what you're expecting from me... but I can't give you anything. Even if... I..." he paused, cussing, "My hands are tied, always been tied... I don't have the right to say anything." he whispered, even his voice seemed to be losing strength.

Raven seemed a little surprised, almost turning around, but chickening out and remaining faced away. After a short moment he replied hesitantly, "... All I expect... is for you to be honest. I didn't mean..." He scratched his head a little. He sighed. "I... don't know what to do."

"Honestly..." Wolfe whispered, "I don't know... what to do. And I've never... not known." He paused, "You frighten me... too..." he admitted.

Raven stood still for a rather long time. Then suddenly he turned around with a determined look on his muddy face. There was still the fear he spoke about earlier, but he made up his mind to not let that get in the way. So he walked over to Wolfe, looked into his eyes for a short moment, made a decision, and leaned down to kiss his lips.

Wolfe actually looked a bit frightened as Raven approached him. His eyes showed a vulnerability he'd always kept hidden. When Raven leaned down, Wolfe's eyes got wider and stayed that way as Raven kissed him. He froze, not even breathing, but slowly, and very lightly, Wolfe kissed him back.

Raven wasn't expecting that from the guy who had suggested a foursome in a twin bed. After a short moment, he pulled away a little more clueless than just a moment ago.

Wolfe was clearly red and wasn't looking at Raven. "I'm not... experienced in... dirt like this," he admitted after a moment.

Raven didn't look at Wolfe either, scratching his head a little. He had no idea what to say, still in shock that Wolfe was... inexperienced.

Wolfe suddenly glared at Raven though it was more out of embarrassment than anger. "I wasn't designed for that! That's Rosen's job!" he spat defensively before realizing how silly that sounded and shutting up.

Raven shifted a little, still trying to figure out how to adapt to this new situation.

Wolfe's face slowly returned to normal as he stared at the ground, "I... always act strangely around you," he muttered more to himself than to Raven, "I don't understand it."

Raven scratched his head again wondering what twist was going to come next. "... Well..." he finally muttered. "Uh... hmm... since I'm still conscious, I'll assume it wasn't a horrible experience..." He rubbed his eyes a little, still not making eye contact. This looked very awkward for him too now. "So... I'm just going to ask this to make sure - please don't get mad... but... Have you ever talked to anyone about this sort of stuff before?"

Wolfe looked confused at Raven's first words and then blinked at his question. "Stuff?"

"... You know..." Raven replied ambiguously.