[Uke]

"M... Maddness..." Near whispered into the cold, reaching forward. He could have sworn he touched the others skin and felt its warmth beneath his fingers, although he knew that wasn't possible.

Inwardly, he knew that it was the cold and whatever Beyond had given him, messing with his head... on top of it was the visions he had seen and his aching chest... inwardly, he knew that there was no way that M was actually standing before him.

But he still let the form embrace him and leaned in, crying on the man's chest.