PHOEBE
No more secrets? Hm. She tilted her head up a little so that she could see him more easily, gazing up at him through half lidded eyes. ”No more secrets. I promise.” she said with a small smile. She wasn’t much for keeping secrets anyways, at least not bad ones. Good secrets like presents were a different story. It did make her wonder though…”Does that apply to you too?” she asked, draping her harms over his waist, legs intertwining with his.”You’ve never really said much about your past…your home.” she said quietly. She would blather on about where she came from, what it was like, her family, but he always seemed guarded about his own, beyond saying she wouldn’t have liked it and it flooded and he had been something of a god there. Never anything more, never anything that would help to put together the pieces of who he was and why. ”You know you can tell me anything, right?” she said gently.
I can hold the weight of worlds
if that's what you need
be your everything
