[SE] So many things I need to say to you

LIAM

Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
You and I drink the poison from the same vine

Maea stopped abruptly, and Liam paused until she started moving again, keeping his arm wrapped firmly about her shoulders. First, to keep her on her feet; second, to keep her from wandering too far from his side, where she would probably be safest at the present moment. "I don't know much about the gods' relationships with each other," he admitted as they started moving again. "But as long as you're not making Dygra angry, then I think you should do what feels right." And maybe this wasn't the time for such a serious conversation, given Maea's inebriation, but here they were anyway. Liam wondered, vaguely, how much of this she would remember. What was the effect of Lial blood on one's memory?

A valley spread out before them as they topped the hill, and Liam wiped the back of his free arm across his brow as a suffocating heat enveloped him. There was fresh lava here, and as they made their way closer, it became evident that they were doing to have to approach it to collect the flowers. The soldier considered this predicament - and that of the burning flowers themselves - and glanced at Maea. "Hmm. If you collect them, could we bundle them up in your Flame Forged Robe to carry them back to the Lial?" If the robe could keep things from burning, then maybe it would protect Liam's hands from the flowers' properties, as well.

Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
Hidin' all of our sins from the daylight