[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

Maea’s shoulders began to rise as the Ancient began to almost physically curl in on herself. Remembering how her gentle massage had helped him to relax, and wanting to bring her the same, Liam began to rub slow, soothing circles on her back. He thought he knew what she meant, though: how difficult it was to put into words something that was felt so keenly, only for it to have proven unnecessary in the end. They might have survived, and therefore their fear might now be meaningless, but that didn’t mean that it hadn’t been important at the time. And he might have tried to put that into words - that he understood, that it was okay - if not for her next words.

Liam’s breath hitched in his throat at the admission, his hands stilling on Maea’s back as he processed the profound declaration that she’d made. And it was without hesitation that he responded: ”I love you, too.” He reached up, brushing her hair back over her shoulder, cupping her face tenderly in his hands. ”I will be there,” he said, meeting her gaze squarely. ”Whatever it takes.” Wherever Maea went, Liam would follow - no matter who or what stood in the way.

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

Liam