[SE] Ignore all the burdens that you keep

Tryin' to wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share

Brave and foolish it had been indeed, and yet he would do it again a hundred times over if it meant helping Maea. He could imagine all too well what might have happened had he not acted as he did, and he wanted no part of it.

Maea wrapped an arm around Liam's back, and her hand's gentle motions upon his shoulder helped to chase away the worst of his trembling. This - the aftermath - was his least favorite part of any battle, when one's system was emptied of everything that kept one going, leaving only a bone-deep exhaustion in its wake. He would no doubt have a new nightmare to add to his collection, after this. Even the knowledge that they'd made it through wouldn't be enough to keep them at bay.

Liam buried his face in Maea's shoulder as she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, breathing her in to ground himself in the here and now. They were fine. They had won. There was nothing left to fear. "We're okay," he said, his voice muffled. Then, again, as though to reassure them both: "We're okay."

Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt

Liam