Liam
I just want one more chance
Liam tilted his head, considering. ”I guess… I just saw it as hunting,” he said, hazel eyes trained on Maea. ”I hunt. Plenty of others do, too. Not just Ancients.” And while he hadn’t known the tidbit about her losing her mind without killing, it hardly seemed to matter to him. Regardless of whether she was killing for that or for food, it was something she needed to do - not unlike the rest of the world needed to eat or sleep. ”I don’t… it doesn’t matter why, to me.”
There was no disgust on his face, only an open, eager kind of honesty. ”If it bothers you that you have to do it, then I’m truly sorry, and I would do anything to take that burden from you. But if it’s me you’re worried about, don’t. Like I said, it would take far more than that for me to leave.”
Noting that the Ancient seemed to have stopped shivering, and her fingers seemed to have stopped flaking off stone, he added, ”Is the fire working? Do you need anything else?” Because he would fetch whatever she required, no questions asked. Even if the only thing he had to offer at the moment was body heat (a thought that made him blush).
There was no disgust on his face, only an open, eager kind of honesty. ”If it bothers you that you have to do it, then I’m truly sorry, and I would do anything to take that burden from you. But if it’s me you’re worried about, don’t. Like I said, it would take far more than that for me to leave.”
Noting that the Ancient seemed to have stopped shivering, and her fingers seemed to have stopped flaking off stone, he added, ”Is the fire working? Do you need anything else?” Because he would fetch whatever she required, no questions asked. Even if the only thing he had to offer at the moment was body heat (a thought that made him blush).
To put my arms in fragile hands
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