[Not releasing Reinhardt from his embrace, Lucio's fingers comb the back of Reinhardt's hair, petting him gently. He can't hear any sobbing breaths through his tears, but he can feel how wracked with sorrow he is from his quiet shivers. It's heartbreaking, but he hopes that releasing just a bit of that sadness helps to ease the pain in his heart.
It's silent where they are in the old cellars, Lucio's amplifier having shut off automatically a few minutes ago since it's not connected to him. Hopefully the music had done enough to ease the injured lion of his physical pain.
Eventually the quiet is broken by the medic's soft humming. It's unfamiliar, unlike anything found in his songs: a gentle melody, almost like a lullaby. It's something he's remembering from his own past to help comfort and soothe his guilt and grief stricken lover. He hopes it helps.]
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It's silent where they are in the old cellars, Lucio's amplifier having shut off automatically a few minutes ago since it's not connected to him. Hopefully the music had done enough to ease the injured lion of his physical pain.
Eventually the quiet is broken by the medic's soft humming. It's unfamiliar, unlike anything found in his songs: a gentle melody, almost like a lullaby. It's something he's remembering from his own past to help comfort and soothe his guilt and grief stricken lover. He hopes it helps.]