[ although they've already gone through the motions and he's said the words, the reality of what's happened doesn't sink in until he hears that final phrase. "I'm your Master." until then, there remained some slight possibility that this hadn't truly worked; that something could still go wrong. he isn't even sure how a contract is formed in this world, only that others have done it... so it stood to reason that it was possible for him to do so as well.
he remains on one knee for some time, simply allowing his body to slowly soak in the fact that, for the first time in a long time, it's receiving the magical power it needs in order to stay alive.
there will surely be complications to this decision. it isn't one he'd thought out, and it's hardly ideal. there were probably others in this place better suited to being his Master. people that would would be easier to work with. he finally turns his gaze back upwards, transfixing it on the girl he's now sworn an oath to protect. ]
It seems that way. I suppose thanks are in order.
[ for better or worse, he never was the type to choose the easy path. while he already foresees headaches to come, serving her doesn't seem such a terrible fate. he finally raises himself back up to his feet, though his balance is still unsteady. his wounds remain serious, even if they are healing. ]
Though this isn't quite what I expected, I look forward to fighting alongside you.
[ it's not often that he lets himself smile a true, genuine smile. but pretense seems pointless now... he is genuinely happy to still be alive, and there's no harm in showing that. ]
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he remains on one knee for some time, simply allowing his body to slowly soak in the fact that, for the first time in a long time, it's receiving the magical power it needs in order to stay alive.
there will surely be complications to this decision. it isn't one he'd thought out, and it's hardly ideal. there were probably others in this place better suited to being his Master. people that would would be easier to work with. he finally turns his gaze back upwards, transfixing it on the girl he's now sworn an oath to protect. ]
It seems that way. I suppose thanks are in order.
[ for better or worse, he never was the type to choose the easy path. while he already foresees headaches to come, serving her doesn't seem such a terrible fate. he finally raises himself back up to his feet, though his balance is still unsteady. his wounds remain serious, even if they are healing. ]
Though this isn't quite what I expected, I look forward to fighting alongside you.
[ it's not often that he lets himself smile a true, genuine smile. but pretense seems pointless now... he is genuinely happy to still be alive, and there's no harm in showing that. ]