[ Their small voice makes him sigh. It was unkind, even if it's not Love he's angry with. He's about to apologize--
When they start to explain, he'll go quiet instead, letting them speak.
... and ...
... slowly, as they speak ...
... his eyes widen, bit by bit ...
Suddenly he feels like he did when they first met. Like this small god has stolen all the breath from his chest, could knock him from his feet with a word.
Your bonds matter.
Without thinking, he takes a step forward, lifting his free hand. But it pauses between them as he stares down at Love with wide eyes. ]
... who ...
[ ... ]
The guideline ... the one about bonds. It's yours.
His hand finds the edge of their hood, fingers oh so gently brushing. He doesn't quite complete the motion, which in any other situation would probably be to cup the side of this person's head, their jaw. A fond, familiar touch.
He lifts both hands, very gently cradling the god's head between them. Pressing into the fabric, not enough to truly cup their face, but enough to hold them steady.
And he'll lean down to press his forehead against Love's, his eyes falling shut. ]
[She stands still and watches closely because Yu's instincts are correct. She's careful and gentle and lets him take his time, but when he speaks there's a nod following.]
I'm counting on you...and I'm right behind you. I know you can do it.
...you've been doing everything I could ever ask from you, okay? Please believe me on that. That's the only thing you have to do is believe me and believe in yourself. Can you do that?
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When they start to explain, he'll go quiet instead, letting them speak.
... and ...
... slowly, as they speak ...
... his eyes widen, bit by bit ...
Suddenly he feels like he did when they first met. Like this small god has stolen all the breath from his chest, could knock him from his feet with a word.
Your bonds matter.
Without thinking, he takes a step forward, lifting his free hand. But it pauses between them as he stares down at Love with wide eyes. ]
... who ...
[ ... ]
The guideline ... the one about bonds. It's yours.
Why ... do bonds matter so much to you?
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...bonds saved me more than once. And...I think they'll save you, too. [Here, especially. ]
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His hand finds the edge of their hood, fingers oh so gently brushing. He doesn't quite complete the motion, which in any other situation would probably be to cup the side of this person's head, their jaw. A fond, familiar touch.
He doesn't quite do it. But he wants to.
So soft it's nearly a whisper: ]
Who are you?
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...someone to keep you safe. You belong with me. [It's their job to help their followers, after all.]
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He lifts both hands, very gently cradling the god's head between them. Pressing into the fabric, not enough to truly cup their face, but enough to hold them steady.
And he'll lean down to press his forehead against Love's, his eyes falling shut. ]
I already told you. I'm yours.
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The only thing he's truly sure of is that Love must be a girl; their voice, bearing, mannerisms... at least, he's pretty sure. Beyond that...
...
He wishes he could be certain. His chest hurts so much it's difficult to breathe through, but breathe through it he must.
Yu stays close a moment longer, then will stand straight, lowering his hands. ]
I suppose it is, [ he murmurs, very softly. ]
... I don't know how it's going to go, but I'm going to gather everyone together. Watch over us, alright?
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I'm counting on you...and I'm right behind you. I know you can do it.
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Love... is there anything more can I do? ... I trust you, with everything I have. I know you'll help guide me. So please...
[ He can rely on her. Right? He can believe in her... if there's something she believes he can do, he knows she'll point him where he needs to go. ]
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