lest ye be judged

Everest

It's the first hand to press against his body without any sort of medical necessity, and without the blaring concerns of the man buried and rendered silent by violet sleep, Everest can't quite recall what he previously found that sort of thing to be so upsetting. "Oh." He says, blinking into the darkness, but before he can apologize for overstepping, she's explaining.

"I did wonder, I haven't seen her recently. I was worried." The blood on his lips has started to dry, and without thought, he licks absently at the split Dahlia's teeth had left. "Is she alright?"

As for helping? Looking down at the woman tucked neatly against his chest, it's with an immediate and obedient nod that he agrees with her. Her words strike lilac chords of logic in his mind, and though everything still felt very vast, so long as he kept himself tethered to her lavender touch, he was sure it would work out alright.

"I feel..." Frowning, Ever wasn't quite sure how to answer that question. "I've never been kissed before. I...normally I don't like..this. Looking down he gestures with his eyebrows to her; her hands on his chest, the nearness of her body.

even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through