am i running through that mind of yours at all?
i have big ideas for you and me
It isn’t expected. It isn’t wanted of him to do it. There’s no reason that he should be the one to brunt it all for the benefit of everyone else, when he mattered so much to those around him. What made him the one to need to bear all the burdens of the world? For protection? Ensuring people’s safety? He wasn’t the King of the Basin anymore, he wasn’t the protector of a realm. He was simply Deimos Ignatius, the Resurrected Sword, a beloved friend, boyfriend, and a powerful man with powerful friends and allies. A man that mattered so much to so many. Who always has, even if they didn’t show it before.
But that didn’t mean that he needed to go headstrong into the battle, as much as he wanted to. And the more Rexanna thinks on it, the more she realizes that the same could be said for her. Nobody had asked them to, but it was their nature to do it so nobody else has to. So nobody else has to suffer. ’So no one else has to.’ She hears him say, and she squeezes his shoulders a bit tighter. She understands. So no one else was hurt. She understands that too. But at the same time, perhaps Rexanna realizes now in this instance, that nobody had asked them. They had people that cherished them and their safety, as evidenced here with Deimos’ concern about Rexanna offering herself up for the LongNight monsters.
She bites down on the inside of her cheek for a brief moment, squeezing him again. “I suppose I should take some of this advice that I’m telling you.” She says lightly, trying to lighten the mood a small fraction. “But… Nobody asked you to do that. Nobody asked you to bear the brunt of the burdens of everyone else, did they? You matter so much to so many of us, Deimos. And I know it was hard to see me broken and battered over LongNight. But it would be hard for us to see you the same too. Kiada, Amalia, Hotaru, Remi, all of us.” She hums quietly, resting her head along his shoulder as she holds him tight. “You matter so much to us.”
But that didn’t mean that he needed to go headstrong into the battle, as much as he wanted to. And the more Rexanna thinks on it, the more she realizes that the same could be said for her. Nobody had asked them to, but it was their nature to do it so nobody else has to. So nobody else has to suffer. ’So no one else has to.’ She hears him say, and she squeezes his shoulders a bit tighter. She understands. So no one else was hurt. She understands that too. But at the same time, perhaps Rexanna realizes now in this instance, that nobody had asked them. They had people that cherished them and their safety, as evidenced here with Deimos’ concern about Rexanna offering herself up for the LongNight monsters.
She bites down on the inside of her cheek for a brief moment, squeezing him again. “I suppose I should take some of this advice that I’m telling you.” She says lightly, trying to lighten the mood a small fraction. “But… Nobody asked you to do that. Nobody asked you to bear the brunt of the burdens of everyone else, did they? You matter so much to so many of us, Deimos. And I know it was hard to see me broken and battered over LongNight. But it would be hard for us to see you the same too. Kiada, Amalia, Hotaru, Remi, all of us.” She hums quietly, resting her head along his shoulder as she holds him tight. “You matter so much to us.”
i feel lucky, with the worst luck
that i met you when I felt messed up
REXANNA
