You huff a surprised laugh in response to him, bitterness laced in your voice. "I ain't so nice." Shaking your head, you glance away, a wry half-smile pulling at your lips. Though he's taken a hand away to wipe his eyes, you hold onto the other; a semiconscious act, a desire to hold on to the faith this man has placed in you, as short lived as you know it will be. It's nice to be his hero, as much as you know you aren't one.
You used to think you were a hero, a very long time ago.
Danger and threats mean little to you; you aren't the saint Red seems to think, and maybe it's time to dissuade him of that notion. He's in just as much danger from you and your ilk than anyone else, after all. "I ain't a good man, Red. I done things - do things - that'd make ya not wanna look at me again." Finally you release his hand, placing your own back around your mug, your expression hard and unhappy.
"I've fucked up enough for more'n one lifetime. Made a lotta people mad, an' spent more time regrettin' the past than I ought. And I ain't about t'change. You ain't th'only one with demons." Gaze hooded, you lean back in your chair. There's a frank darkness in your eyes as you attempt to meet his. "If y'don' wanna stay 'cus'a that I get it. But I ain't throwin' ya out, an' I'm willin' t'bet my demons'll take yours in a fight."
You used to think you were a hero, a very long time ago.
Danger and threats mean little to you; you aren't the saint Red seems to think, and maybe it's time to dissuade him of that notion. He's in just as much danger from you and your ilk than anyone else, after all. "I ain't a good man, Red. I done things - do things - that'd make ya not wanna look at me again." Finally you release his hand, placing your own back around your mug, your expression hard and unhappy.
"I've fucked up enough for more'n one lifetime. Made a lotta people mad, an' spent more time regrettin' the past than I ought. And I ain't about t'change. You ain't th'only one with demons." Gaze hooded, you lean back in your chair. There's a frank darkness in your eyes as you attempt to meet his. "If y'don' wanna stay 'cus'a that I get it. But I ain't throwin' ya out, an' I'm willin' t'bet my demons'll take yours in a fight."
and in the sea that's painted black
creatures lurk below the deckbut you're my king and i'm your lionheart
creatures lurk below the deckbut you're my king and i'm your lionheart
