[Maybe he didn't have to, but it's the say he could say. Because it's more than he ever thought he'd get, and probably more than he deserves. But he'll take it and cherish it. Someday, he hopes he'll work up the nerve and return it.]
That jerk ousted a lot of things I don't think anyone was ready for. It's okay. I... if it makes you feel better I can pretend I didn't hear it? Act surprised when you say it later? [Hopefully actually say it back by then?] But you're not cursed, Saoirse. I... don't know what happened with Carys, but it kinda sounds like she lived fast and loose and liked to do really bad stuff. There might not have been much you could do. And Herian's not past saving. Just gotta knock some sense into her.
[He says, as if he's not absolutely terrified of Herian. But for Saoirse, he'll do whatever it takes.
There's more to be said, but his thoughts abandon him when she lifts up his arm, turning it over so his barcode's revealed. He flinches at the sight - he hates it, wishes he knew a way to get rid of it. A part of him wants to yank it away and hide it - normally it's hidden under a wristband, bandanna or sleeve.
But he swears his heart skips a beat when she kisses it. A lump forms in his throat, one he swallows quickly. ]
...I've been wanting to tell you. Ignis and I talked about it awhile back, hashed out how to explain it to you. But I wish it hadn't come up like that. [He gestures towards the bed.] We can sit and I can try and explain it. You should hear everything. [That way, she'll know the truth, and see if she still wants to be with something only pretending to be human.]
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Date: 2018-05-20 02:23 am (UTC)That jerk ousted a lot of things I don't think anyone was ready for. It's okay. I... if it makes you feel better I can pretend I didn't hear it? Act surprised when you say it later? [Hopefully actually say it back by then?] But you're not cursed, Saoirse. I... don't know what happened with Carys, but it kinda sounds like she lived fast and loose and liked to do really bad stuff. There might not have been much you could do. And Herian's not past saving. Just gotta knock some sense into her.
[He says, as if he's not absolutely terrified of Herian. But for Saoirse, he'll do whatever it takes.
There's more to be said, but his thoughts abandon him when she lifts up his arm, turning it over so his barcode's revealed. He flinches at the sight - he hates it, wishes he knew a way to get rid of it. A part of him wants to yank it away and hide it - normally it's hidden under a wristband, bandanna or sleeve.
But he swears his heart skips a beat when she kisses it. A lump forms in his throat, one he swallows quickly. ]
...I've been wanting to tell you. Ignis and I talked about it awhile back, hashed out how to explain it to you. But I wish it hadn't come up like that. [He gestures towards the bed.] We can sit and I can try and explain it. You should hear everything. [That way, she'll know the truth, and see if she still wants to be with something only pretending to be human.]