maybe who we were then is shattered, but who we are in the end is what matters
Belial’s willingness to be pet and scratched helps soothe her heart, though she knows he’s more open to physicality than Zuriel by leagues. It will not replace what is missing, but Hotaru has had a deep abiding love for Rae’s creatures long before Rae was a deity in her mind. Her hand parts from his fuzzy head with a last rub of her thumb across his skull, smile warm if small.
Deimos’ rumbling words bring her attention back to him. The bag is created and they have done what they came here to do. “No. No, I think not.” So saying Hotaru moved closer, sliding her arm through his to link at his elbow and pull him towards the distant dark waters. “Come, I think I really will try my hand at fishing.” Distractions and laughter abound to keep them from the reality of darker ruminations.
- FIN
Deimos’ rumbling words bring her attention back to him. The bag is created and they have done what they came here to do. “No. No, I think not.” So saying Hotaru moved closer, sliding her arm through his to link at his elbow and pull him towards the distant dark waters. “Come, I think I really will try my hand at fishing.” Distractions and laughter abound to keep them from the reality of darker ruminations.
- FIN
