I would fall from grace just to touch your face
He tucks her away from the world around them. No one else can see her like this. Can feel her emotions this way. The Lullaby, for all of his strength and ability to crush, simply cradles her against him. His feathers warm and silky as the brush along her arm in tandem with his fingers, a firm support around her, holding her close as she slowly attempts to pull herself together. Broken and cracked pieces barely held together with nothing more than force of will alone. His suggestion draws a watery huff of breath that's akin to a laugh as she wipes at the tears on her cheeks, "The last woman I slept with turned me away too." She doesn't mention that it was Hotaru. Instead she pushes forward with a soft confession,"I just don't think I have very good luck with relationships..." With love. Perhaps she doesn't get to have something like that. Not in the same way everyone else does.
"I know, but the symbolism." Maeve tilts her chin up, jade eyes meeting his and if it had been anyone else, maybe she would have leaned in to him. It's Remi, though. Remi who is not at all like the other men in her life. Remi who has truly been nothing but kind to her. Understanding and protective over her in a way that she can't truly comprehend. "No, she isn't, but I am. You're really good to me, Remi. I'm lucky to be able to call you my friend."
"I know, but the symbolism." Maeve tilts her chin up, jade eyes meeting his and if it had been anyone else, maybe she would have leaned in to him. It's Remi, though. Remi who is not at all like the other men in her life. Remi who has truly been nothing but kind to her. Understanding and protective over her in a way that she can't truly comprehend. "No, she isn't, but I am. You're really good to me, Remi. I'm lucky to be able to call you my friend."
Maeve
