This time he doesn't look taken aback, or even surprised at all. Instead he considers Love seriously, thinking about the shift in their tone, thinking about the fact that they want him to promise them this.
More than either of those things, though ...
I'm with you.
That's what slams into the very center of his chest, pulling his breath away for the third time in this short conversation. They're three such simple words. He and Love only barely know each other.
But despite that, despite any logic to the contrary, he feels his eyes prick with tears.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you!"
Nothing more happens than that; he doesn't actually cry. In all, his expression doesn't actually shift much. Instead he glances down at the floor, trying to collect his scattered thoughts, and then smiles up at his god with a warmth that touches his eyes. ]
Don't worry about me. Knowing you're with me, how could I falter? So, I promise. Thank you.
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This time he doesn't look taken aback, or even surprised at all. Instead he considers Love seriously, thinking about the shift in their tone, thinking about the fact that they want him to promise them this.
More than either of those things, though ...
I'm with you.
That's what slams into the very center of his chest, pulling his breath away for the third time in this short conversation. They're three such simple words. He and Love only barely know each other.
But despite that, despite any logic to the contrary, he feels his eyes prick with tears.
Nothing more happens than that; he doesn't actually cry. In all, his expression doesn't actually shift much. Instead he glances down at the floor, trying to collect his scattered thoughts, and then smiles up at his god with a warmth that touches his eyes. ]
Don't worry about me. Knowing you're with me, how could I falter? So, I promise. Thank you.