again and again and again

the bastion

i don't want the world to see me,
because I don't think they'd understand

"No, probably not." Remi agrees, sounding all the more forlorn for the suggestion he might never understand the depths of his daughter's sadness. Still, the moment was more or less a happy one, and so it was with a boyishly crooked smile that the Bastion selfishly took a moment simply to gaze down at Isla. "You deserve everything, I hope you know that." He murmurs sappily, having once again to fight the urge not to simply pluck her up off the dance floor and carry her off in his arms.

"Which is just to say, I hope that Everest makes you happy, and also if he does not, I better be the first person you tell." Grinning, he nods, fitting his fingers through hers at the mention of food. Despite having been promised that he would be allowed to lurk around the fringes of the party, the Bastion had found himself surprisingly social that evening. Perhaps even more surprising was how much he'd enjoyed it.

~FIN

when everything's meant to be broken,
i just want you to know who I am

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!