[It takes a world of effort to not indulge into the pictures in his mind's eye of things he could do right now. From the mere resting of his nose against her temple to breathe her further in, to the bringing of those delicate fingers and lapping at the blood that covers them. The imagery rattles through him via a long, deep breath, a knot in his throat that pains him swallowing down as she raises her eyes to him.
Instead, he chuckles, so dryly it almost doesn't lend his voice to it.] Yeah... don't know about that acceptance part.
[Is acceptance fighting and killing his own kin? Does that count, even if most of the time, it's to protect humans who cannot defend themselves from the power demons hold? Even if it could mean to slay his own family?
He's not really sure. And he's not really sure what to do or say now that the cat is out of the bag, especially when he's so affected by the minute sound her mouth makes between words.
He curls one hand around hers, the other gathering the shards and placing them on the table near them.] It's a mess now. Let's clean this up.
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Instead, he chuckles, so dryly it almost doesn't lend his voice to it.] Yeah... don't know about that acceptance part.
[Is acceptance fighting and killing his own kin? Does that count, even if most of the time, it's to protect humans who cannot defend themselves from the power demons hold? Even if it could mean to slay his own family?
He's not really sure. And he's not really sure what to do or say now that the cat is out of the bag, especially when he's so affected by the minute sound her mouth makes between words.
He curls one hand around hers, the other gathering the shards and placing them on the table near them.] It's a mess now. Let's clean this up.