[Salieri swallows, clasping Varian's hand tightly when his own is gripped, but then loosens as Varian loosens his grip also. His hand falls to his side a moment, watching while Varian reaches out and presses the button.]
...I understand. [his voice is gravely, rough, but he nods.
There's a beat, two, and then Salieri moves, shifting to stand just behind Varian and Farrah, reaching out to gently put arms around both their shoulders and pulling them a bit closer]
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...I understand. [his voice is gravely, rough, but he nods.
There's a beat, two, and then Salieri moves, shifting to stand just behind Varian and Farrah, reaching out to gently put arms around both their shoulders and pulling them a bit closer]