You Don't Understand. He Dug Him Out Of The Rubble. He Lifted Him Out And Cradled Him Like A Lost Lover.

you don't understand. he dug him out of the rubble. he lifted him out and cradled him like a lost lover. he carried him to safety on his own shoulders. he fed him by hand like a baby bird. are you hearing me. you don't get it. how long did it take him to get to a hospital in mexico. how many months did recovery take. how many nights of sleep did he lose wondering if he'd make it. you aren't listening. he dug him out of the rubble. he searched relentlessly until he found him and cradled him like he was the entire world. "I already lost you once, I can't lose you again" carries all the weight of months of painstaking care and labour, hospital bills and medications and soups and liquids and bathing and grooming and physical rehabilitation. "the only person I can trust in the entire world" carries the full weight of knowing firsthand that ivo would have never made it without stone. he would have died without him. do you hear me. do you hear me!!!!