Darling please, just give us some time, and I swear we'll be alright
That sanctum is precisely what allows her to relax, to face the bundled nerves and jagged wounds that have previously been afforded only a blind eye. He does not need to take that weight from her in order for her to heal, merely ensure with his presence that she feels secure enough to face her own demons alone.
Belial is certainly helpful in that regard at least, tilting into her hands with an eager benediction. Hotaru is certainly not going to complain, she is delightfully weak for any manner of animals and creatures. Merely another tie to her infatuation with Frey. A shame then, that Deimos is so intrinsically tied to Safrin. That she knows he will have even less of a choice than the one encouraged by his personal motives and need to protect and defend. It makes his hollow, resigned answer all the more impactful when she hears it. "I wish you had," she says softly. "That you could have had the choice both then and now." Hotaru will never stop wanting better for the Sword, who deserves it so much more than any other she has met. "But until then, you know I'll be at your back." Armed and ready, covering his blindspot. Wherever he ventures, whatever ordeals he may face as Safrin's follower, he will not face it alone.
The offer is unexpected - at least in the sense that the topic arises from seemingly nowhere. "Didn't we just have a conversation about you giving too much?" Wry amusement twists her lips, fingertips rubbing at the base of Belial's antlers. "But if the offer is open, I'd stay with you." At least until she can figure out her own lodgings. Whether that means building an addition onto the spa or fixing something up closer to the city, she isn't sure. It will be lonelier that way, yes, but Hotaru knows she'll still see Deimos frequently even if that comes to pass.
Belial is certainly helpful in that regard at least, tilting into her hands with an eager benediction. Hotaru is certainly not going to complain, she is delightfully weak for any manner of animals and creatures. Merely another tie to her infatuation with Frey. A shame then, that Deimos is so intrinsically tied to Safrin. That she knows he will have even less of a choice than the one encouraged by his personal motives and need to protect and defend. It makes his hollow, resigned answer all the more impactful when she hears it. "I wish you had," she says softly. "That you could have had the choice both then and now." Hotaru will never stop wanting better for the Sword, who deserves it so much more than any other she has met. "But until then, you know I'll be at your back." Armed and ready, covering his blindspot. Wherever he ventures, whatever ordeals he may face as Safrin's follower, he will not face it alone.
The offer is unexpected - at least in the sense that the topic arises from seemingly nowhere. "Didn't we just have a conversation about you giving too much?" Wry amusement twists her lips, fingertips rubbing at the base of Belial's antlers. "But if the offer is open, I'd stay with you." At least until she can figure out her own lodgings. Whether that means building an addition onto the spa or fixing something up closer to the city, she isn't sure. It will be lonelier that way, yes, but Hotaru knows she'll still see Deimos frequently even if that comes to pass.
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