i wonder which will get you killed faster - your loyalty
Another long, slow breath unfurled from his lungs; in some part gratitude, acknowledgment that they had more time together, that the war hadn’t brought forth the end everyone had foreseen. He eventually settled her back down to the springs ground, not bothered by the uncertainty in these regards: the precarious edges of her upcoming goals. She likely needed time to figure out the lay of the land again, with feeling, with convictions, with everything else unfurling and altering. “Likewise,” he offered, as he always had – snorting, shaking his head, as she poked at his smile and the dimple in his cheek nearby.
Almost boyish and juvenile again, Deimos could only shrug his shoulders; the explanations keen enough in the passing ages. That the reel of notions and conversation segmented back to him was something he’d been hoping to carefully sidestep (and he wouldn’t be surprised if she saw that habit coming a mile away). “Apologies,” he wrinkled his nose in adherence, mostly because the Reaper and the Sword were two sides of the same coin, and to be reminded of some aspects of those days might have been a rancorous default; hand reaching up to tug at the ends of her hair. “I could not avoid it any longer.” He paused, ruminating on the next sentence, before extending it outward, like a test of the subject matter. “Evie is ruling with me.”
Almost boyish and juvenile again, Deimos could only shrug his shoulders; the explanations keen enough in the passing ages. That the reel of notions and conversation segmented back to him was something he’d been hoping to carefully sidestep (and he wouldn’t be surprised if she saw that habit coming a mile away). “Apologies,” he wrinkled his nose in adherence, mostly because the Reaper and the Sword were two sides of the same coin, and to be reminded of some aspects of those days might have been a rancorous default; hand reaching up to tug at the ends of her hair. “I could not avoid it any longer.” He paused, ruminating on the next sentence, before extending it outward, like a test of the subject matter. “Evie is ruling with me.”
or your stubbornness?
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