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𝔉𝔯𝔢𝑦𝔞 𝔐𝔦𝑘𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔬𝔫. ([personal profile] skjalf) wrote in [personal profile] eagle_bloodline 2016-02-06 08:24 am (UTC)

You are exceedingly kind to say such a thing. I thank you.

( They won't; especially given the things she has done. She is only beginning to know him, and will not be mentioning those anytime soon—but, considering his main occupation is taking life for the greater good, there is a definite weight to his words which she may heed as time passes. He knows what he is talking about.

What she has revealed to him so far is more than most who have not read a history book would know of her, and she, too harbours no regrets. Her cheek ends up pressed to his as she shifts against to be closer to him, so that she can freely look into his eyes without craning her neck constantly. )


I know that neither of us can promise that. But I think in retrospect that hiding myself away in fear of that eventuality did no one any good.

( She breathes deeply, allowing him to direct her gaze more on the level with his. Her hand reaches for his own. Once she has a hold of it, she squeezes gently. )

That is a promise I would like to make as well, and keep. Your words make much sense, and I will heed them. I want more happy memories, and not to simply look back at the past wistfully. I think both of us are too young for that.

( It goes without saying that she would defend this friend of hers with any force necessary. She does not mention it, for fear of further souring the mood. )

Nearly twenty-five is still young, is it not? ( She teases, just before she opts to return his kiss slowly, and then to caress his lips with her tongue, an invitation to deepen it if he would like. )

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