How could I not...? When I promised to protect you, and I nearly got you killed instead...
[He doesn't lean into her touch, neither does he pull away from it. It's comforting, even if he feels selfish for indulging in that warmth when he simultaneously feels undeserving of it.]
...If we weren't so lucky, if that memory had kept going... What part of you would I have lost to it...?
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Date: 2023-04-17 03:37 am (UTC)[He doesn't lean into her touch, neither does he pull away from it. It's comforting, even if he feels selfish for indulging in that warmth when he simultaneously feels undeserving of it.]
...If we weren't so lucky, if that memory had kept going... What part of you would I have lost to it...?