He shakes his head. "You're special, Avalon. I'm only special because of who my dad is, so I do whatever I can to make sure I'm worthy of that."

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"I'm special? That's the difference?" asks Avalon with a bit of a snort, before he pulls back a bit and eyes Henry with a look of skepticism.

"Henry, take a look around you. Half of the students at school want to be you. The other half want to be with you. If there is anyone left from those two categories, they dislike you because the can't be like you." he grins some, "You have a really hot blond guy in the other room who is so head over heels about you that he doesn't know what to do with himself; there's a rose-skinned alien across the hallway that adores you and has chosen to stay on Earth for you. To be with you."

His hand presses to his chest, his tone dropping as he says "You have me. One of those special people that you speak of, who has lived the past few months mostly in silent misery because of how I felt but I was convinced that you simply didn't feel that way about me. It was tearing my world apart that I couldn't be close to the one who holds my heart before all others."

"I would think that with all of that considered, that you can not honestly say that you are not special in exactly every way that you claim that you are not." he then whispers as he settles in, bonking foreheads with Henry. Were he not drunk, he might have sealed his speech with a kiss, but Ava is careful to respect Henry's space in that respect.

"In some ways, your specialness is even more potent." he breathes out, a hand pressing to Henry's chest. "I'm some weird winged half breed. Your special comes all from within.."

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Henry smiles softly, but he doesn't say anything further. He just shakes his head and settles back to his pillow.

"I need to get some more sleep, Ava. We can talk more in the morning."

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"Okay." says Avalon simply, not wanting to push Henry any further. He nestles back up into Henry's warmth and then tucks his face against Henry's shoulder quite comfortably.

"Mmm. G'night.." he then murmurs, already sounding sleepy. maybe sleep was a good idea. All warm and snuggly and cuddled as he was, Ava was finding it hard to resist the call of sleep, once Henry's mind was made up.

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