A Better Deal

Bastien This house is my house So bring me fire, I'll burn it all to ashes It's my life and it's fine And I will cry with laughter as I trash it Frey was splendorous, every fantasy and desire Bastien had ever had in one being. Why had he ever prayed to Safrin? Stars were fine, but they could not hold anything to the promises Frey made by just standing there being...well. Everything. He stared openly, amazed that everything he'd ever wanted had been so available but he had so far avoided it. Even Frey's harsh words could not harm his vision too much. "Not one I have chosen. But I suppose you already know that, hm?" He asked, gesturing down to his newly old body. "If you feel there is no connection between us then please, send me away. But we both know that isn't the case." He pointed out with a bold spark in his eyes and a smile on his lips.