Fall back to you

Jude

Somebody ought to corrupt me on the dance floor
And take me home

The warmth in his cheeks only deepens at her praise, standing a little straighter in her illuminating presence. It's a lie, but a sweet one, and Jude's parents had raised him well on Safrin's teachings - enough to have him gently folding her fingers down around the earrings as if to emphasize that they're entirely meant for her. "You deserve them - and more - after everything you did for us," he assures, because even if she had not won against the threat the noticeboards had been advertising, she'd come back alive.

An attentive pupil, Jude leans into her gravity and memorizes each word, scarcely blinking as he looks up into her beautiful face radiating something both maternal and beyond his mortal comprehension. "I promise I'll do my best," he vows, because he can't promise he'll make her proud, but at least he will return successful. He'll make sure of it.

- Fin!

Show my all my desires and dark sides
And pretend by night's end you won't leave me alone