Clemente
Again he preens beneath her compliments, easily trusting in her words where self-esteem might erode against sincerity from anyone else. Though the task she sets upon his shoulders seems difficult (he is not a likable teenager after all, the title itself implies irritation and exhaustion when it comes to dealing with him) Clem would do far greater things in her name. Wherever her hand guides him, he will go.
Everything she says resonates with the child he had once been before she had erased any age or suffering from his body. The pursuit of betterment, of strength. Not to dominate or destroy, but to thrive. To give life, as she had given it to him.
As her fingers brush his cheek, he leans into the touch, eyes bright and full of electric love that spills through his inorganic heart like a tidal wave. "I will," he vows with a depth of ferocity no creature as young as he should be able to summon forth. Every word memorized and inscribed, ready to carry out her will the moment she departs. Why hesitate when there is no need for sleep or food?
Everything she says resonates with the child he had once been before she had erased any age or suffering from his body. The pursuit of betterment, of strength. Not to dominate or destroy, but to thrive. To give life, as she had given it to him.
As her fingers brush his cheek, he leans into the touch, eyes bright and full of electric love that spills through his inorganic heart like a tidal wave. "I will," he vows with a depth of ferocity no creature as young as he should be able to summon forth. Every word memorized and inscribed, ready to carry out her will the moment she departs. Why hesitate when there is no need for sleep or food?
been waitin' all my life to live when I've only been dreaming
Get love when I've only been stealing
Get love when I've only been stealing
