[Gosh, all these kisses...! He could get used to this. He mirrors the smile on her face, laughing faintly at her question.]
It certainly feels that way, doesn't it?
[A deal with a devil, whether she knows it or not. But he has no intention of letting her find out about that... at least, certainly not yet.]
[But he's not going to leave this in vague terms. No, there's a very specific thing he's been meaning to ask, even if the topic is a difficult one. But here, in this warm and gentle mood beneath the light of the moon, he feels he can get the words out without letting his own feelings of anger and frustration shine through.]
...I told you before that this condition of mine [He pulls his hand down and rests it over his chest -- the closest thing she'll get to a hint about why he really didn't want to undress.] is genetic, yes? Everyone in my family has suffered from it in some form or another. But even with how terrible those wounds on my body had been... for my older brother, who is due to awaken from stasis any day now, the condition is nearly ten times as terrible.
[His eyes fall shut as he loops an arm behind her, holding her just a bit closer as it for comfort. Even beyond the base lie holding his story together, there is plenty of truth in his words right now. Just as the pain visible in his features is not something he's not really intending to show.]
But he is not a good person. His pain has long since driven him into madness, and he has committed no shortage of atrocities with his power... but even still. He is my brother. If there truly was a way to save him from that suffering... no matter what consequences it may bring, I would do anything to obtain it.
For you to use that blessed power of yours on such a person... could I truly ask such a thing of you?
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It certainly feels that way, doesn't it?
[A deal with a devil, whether she knows it or not. But he has no intention of letting her find out about that... at least, certainly not yet.]
[But he's not going to leave this in vague terms. No, there's a very specific thing he's been meaning to ask, even if the topic is a difficult one. But here, in this warm and gentle mood beneath the light of the moon, he feels he can get the words out without letting his own feelings of anger and frustration shine through.]
...I told you before that this condition of mine [He pulls his hand down and rests it over his chest -- the closest thing she'll get to a hint about why he really didn't want to undress.] is genetic, yes? Everyone in my family has suffered from it in some form or another. But even with how terrible those wounds on my body had been... for my older brother, who is due to awaken from stasis any day now, the condition is nearly ten times as terrible.
[His eyes fall shut as he loops an arm behind her, holding her just a bit closer as it for comfort. Even beyond the base lie holding his story together, there is plenty of truth in his words right now. Just as the pain visible in his features is not something he's not really intending to show.]
But he is not a good person. His pain has long since driven him into madness, and he has committed no shortage of atrocities with his power... but even still. He is my brother. If there truly was a way to save him from that suffering... no matter what consequences it may bring, I would do anything to obtain it.
For you to use that blessed power of yours on such a person... could I truly ask such a thing of you?