[She won't hear it from him, nor will she see it with the way he's holding her. But she'll feel it -- those shaking, trembling arms and shoulders, the little hitches to his breathing... he might just be crying as much as she is]
[How long will this go on? He'll hold her for hours if allowed, well beyond when both of their tears have dried. But as soon as some semblance of silence falls between them, he'll speak. And despite everything, he manages to keep his voice even and calm.]
I'm sorry.
I promised, and yet... I couldn't be by your side. I can't even promise that the same couldn't happen again...
[What a weak, foolish demon he is. He feels as though everything has been building up to this, to the moment it would finally sink in just how powerless he's become. But that doesn't make it any easier to accept.]
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[How long will this go on? He'll hold her for hours if allowed, well beyond when both of their tears have dried. But as soon as some semblance of silence falls between them, he'll speak. And despite everything, he manages to keep his voice even and calm.]
I'm sorry.
I promised, and yet... I couldn't be by your side. I can't even promise that the same couldn't happen again...
[What a weak, foolish demon he is. He feels as though everything has been building up to this, to the moment it would finally sink in just how powerless he's become. But that doesn't make it any easier to accept.]