[Sasuke is pliant to the rearrangement, pulled against Cy and into the cradle of the man's natural body warmth, nest settled between his legs. The blanket traps heat beneath it, fostering a shelter in their embrace that he sinks into with a sense of... safety. That's how Cy makes him feel when they're together. Safe, secure, and protected — against the past, the future, and all of his own darker thoughts in the present.

And he listens as attentively as he always does. Somewhere in the gentle exoneration of those worries and fears, he finds that he's started crying. It's not unfamiliar by now, but it still startles him; he doesn't feel particularly sad. But the emotion is acute — and from it, a few more eggs pop into existence, almost unnoticed in the growing pile they've accumulated.]

I believe you.

[A soft murmur. Truthfully, it helps. Cy has a way of working him through the worst shadows of his mind with such deftness and skill that it's uncanny, although he knows now that a great part of that is the breadth of Cy's existence across time, and what he's endured himself. Sasuke lifts his arm, caging it over the man's and wrapping both around his body to tighten the embrace.]

But I want to be with you longer than the present. [Forever. He's used that word before.] I've thought about it. If... that means a reincarnation of my soul, then at least it's possible. You won't be alone, even if I'm different.