Safrin
"I worry that he's unwilling to see the truth right before his eyes. The Voice has Nate in a way that his love—their love—will be unable to overtake." Safrin replies, her lips flinching into a small frown.
Whether it's a blush or simply the light reflected from the sea of fire that gravity holds tightly bound together near them, Safrin's cheeks grow crimson. "You have your own love that keeps you from me." She whispers softly, as his fingertips brush against the inlet of her waist. It's like they're in water, almost. "But I wish it could be only you Ronin. I always have."
Whether it's a blush or simply the light reflected from the sea of fire that gravity holds tightly bound together near them, Safrin's cheeks grow crimson. "You have your own love that keeps you from me." She whispers softly, as his fingertips brush against the inlet of her waist. It's like they're in water, almost. "But I wish it could be only you Ronin. I always have."
