Hey, you'll get there. It took ME long enough to come up with one anyhow.
[ A silly thought though it may be, she's already instilled a feeling of excitement inside of him over it all. He really thought that at his age (especially with how long he suspects he has left...) that making something as silly as a pinky promise was past him. After all, he's had to say goodbye to a lot of other things if it meant surviving and fighting.
Was it wrong, then? To have that isolated thought that maybe, just maybe, his life was better off here?
...
No. No, that wasn't true. ]
You lemme know if you start feeling cold, yeah?
[ It wasn't where he was that was better. It's who he was with. When the realization slams into him like a freight train, the taller man's hand gently rests against the back of her head while she listens to the beat of his heart and the soothing rise and fall of his chest... It's the realization that his life was better because of her. Which makes letting her go by the end of the night all the more difficult to accomplish. Sighing, he idly finds himself threading his fingers through her hair. Rubbing her head softly. Humming deep yet gentle. ]
...I really am gonna wind up carrying you back, aren't I?
[ Judging by the relaxed tone of his voice, however, that doesn't sound like a complaint. Not in the slightest. ]
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[ A silly thought though it may be, she's already instilled a feeling of excitement inside of him over it all. He really thought that at his age (especially with how long he suspects he has left...) that making something as silly as a pinky promise was past him. After all, he's had to say goodbye to a lot of other things if it meant surviving and fighting.
Was it wrong, then? To have that isolated thought that maybe, just maybe, his life was better off here?
...
No. No, that wasn't true. ]
You lemme know if you start feeling cold, yeah?
[ It wasn't where he was that was better. It's who he was with. When the realization slams into him like a freight train, the taller man's hand gently rests against the back of her head while she listens to the beat of his heart and the soothing rise and fall of his chest... It's the realization that his life was better because of her. Which makes letting her go by the end of the night all the more difficult to accomplish. Sighing, he idly finds himself threading his fingers through her hair. Rubbing her head softly. Humming deep yet gentle. ]
...I really am gonna wind up carrying you back, aren't I?
[ Judging by the relaxed tone of his voice, however, that doesn't sound like a complaint. Not in the slightest. ]