"That you, yourself, cannot say is equally as troubling." How does one form an identity around a core one cannot decipher? Perhaps that is the problem.
"I wish there could be a way to promise you it won't happen again, but we know such promises are fairy tales. You made a good choice today, regardless of what Max, Fever, or any of the others might say. I can't swear to protect you from powers greater than us both, but I will promise that I won't prey on your weakness like Aster would. Should you find yourself in need again, I can guarantee you that."
As for asking Max or Fever about that lost history, his tone softens to reassure her. "They are protective of you, so I would expect nothing less. I can wait to ask. It will keep. I'm more concerned with what you need in the present."
Valdis closes her eyes, tiredness starting to take over.
“I have not known what I am for some time. An Angel of Death? A Hellhound? Somehow both and neither at once.”
The title she could claim feels too wrong. To call herself something she hates even if it would fit.
“But either way, I would not have come to you if I believed you would take advantage of me. Not only would you not risk my wrath, or Max’s, you actually care about me.”
She’s already said that, but it bears repeating, if only to allow it to sink in for both of them.
“Which is probably why I trust you to guard me while I recover and ensure Max knows I am alright.”
She had left them all so suddenly and hidden herself until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
"Perhaps you should decide a definition for yourself. You do seem to be, truly, one of a kind. I am sorry that it is so often a lonely existence." He's of the mind that she has a right to decide for herself what fits, but she'll have to come to that in her own time. All he can do is provide a place to keep her safe in the here and now.
"You're right, I do care. Almost in spite of myself, I do. You'll be safe here as long as you need." They've all been in captivity together, so there aren't even any appointments to cancel or rearrange. He'll have the house quiet for as long as she needs.
"I'll go now and call him on the sending stone. And Fever, too, if you'd like?"
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Her gaze flits away from him again.
“I am quite tired of being yanked around by beings more powerful than myself.”
It was why she had been so tempted by Aster and why she probably will be until she devours his heart too.
“You can ask Max, or Fever. I trust them to be truthful, though they are likely going to be protective of such things.”
Especially after what Efrain did to them.
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"I wish there could be a way to promise you it won't happen again, but we know such promises are fairy tales. You made a good choice today, regardless of what Max, Fever, or any of the others might say. I can't swear to protect you from powers greater than us both, but I will promise that I won't prey on your weakness like Aster would. Should you find yourself in need again, I can guarantee you that."
As for asking Max or Fever about that lost history, his tone softens to reassure her. "They are protective of you, so I would expect nothing less. I can wait to ask. It will keep. I'm more concerned with what you need in the present."
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“I have not known what I am for some time. An Angel of Death? A Hellhound? Somehow both and neither at once.”
The title she could claim feels too wrong. To call herself something she hates even if it would fit.
“But either way, I would not have come to you if I believed you would take advantage of me. Not only would you not risk my wrath, or Max’s, you actually care about me.”
She’s already said that, but it bears repeating, if only to allow it to sink in for both of them.
“Which is probably why I trust you to guard me while I recover and ensure Max knows I am alright.”
She had left them all so suddenly and hidden herself until she couldn’t stand it any longer.
“It could be a few days.”
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"You're right, I do care. Almost in spite of myself, I do. You'll be safe here as long as you need." They've all been in captivity together, so there aren't even any appointments to cancel or rearrange. He'll have the house quiet for as long as she needs.
"I'll go now and call him on the sending stone. And Fever, too, if you'd like?"
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“Yes. Just let them know I am safe and will find them when I can. I trust you will be delicate with the details should they ask.”
She would prefer to explain it all herself.
“Three days. Longer than that, you should probably get Neil. I’d prefer Erin, but she’s not here.”
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He curses the way that name "Erin" still makes him squirm, but he makes no comment on it outwardly.
"Hopefully three days will be long enough, but if not you can rely on me. Rest now. I'll be in the other room over."
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