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Evie

I see what lies heavy on your heart

It's certainly not the response she had anticipated, and though the topic is far from one she's uncomfortable with, the surprise alone makes her freckled cheeks hot and her tongue suddenly thick. It takes swallowing a few times to get her suddenly racing pulse down to a normal level, which thankfully also provides time for her brain to summon something more than 'brrrrrkkkkksssssbrrrr'. So hopefully she seems a little more put together as she also looks at him from the side of her eyes. "I don't think it's required in the least - I intend to grow old and gray with you regardless of whether we have rings or a ceremony," she answers bluntly, with no measure of their normal teasing and mischief to be found. "Part of me wants it to be a big, fun party if only because we have so few of those as is. And I won't say no to dressing up at any time." While the intimacy of Amalia and Deimos' wedding had been more befitting the two, Evie was different from the two of them in her desire to relish in joyous times with as many people as possible. Turning to face Deimos more fully, Evie smiles tenderly at him. "It would be nice to call you my husband, sue, but I don't see marriage as a requirement for lifelong commitment, or even children. But how do you feel?" Because they've learned through trial and tribulation that these conversations are needed, and emotional honesty and transparency cannot be overlooked.

The break in seriousness is still a relief even with that knowledge. She watches Belial nearly take out (or be taken out by) a branch, and snorts a laugh. "I'm not rushing it. We still have some work to do on the house anyway. Let's just hope it's something manageable," she chortles, envisioning another Belial type and the havoc it could wreak in its early years. Best not tangle baby animals with open beams and supports.

and the strength you still keep inside