[ she thanks him but despite what she's confessed to him and despite his sudden urgency in upholding his promise, he knows that there's a silence "thank you" from his own lips, one that he isn't sure he'd know how to voice or even explain. because even in the way she says tak, something so immensely personal, it's like she's reminding him of who he could be, of who he was once — a sworn protector, as he tried to be for rei, as he tried to be for quell, to just preserve someone the world was trying to swallow up.
and with the way he's found himself feeling in her company, somehow breathing easier, he knows he needs to do whatever it takes to keep her alive.
sighing with the sweetness of her kiss, he nods lightly at her question. ]
Yeah. [ he kisses her again, another sweet thing, soft to her lips. ] Come on.
[ he gives a gentle nudge to her back, just to urge her to lift up for a moment so he can draw back the sheets of his bed, giving her the room to slide in before he gives a tug to his shirt to pull it off (never too comfortable to get into bed with one on), kicking his boots off to the floor. ]
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and with the way he's found himself feeling in her company, somehow breathing easier, he knows he needs to do whatever it takes to keep her alive.
sighing with the sweetness of her kiss, he nods lightly at her question. ]
Yeah. [ he kisses her again, another sweet thing, soft to her lips. ] Come on.
[ he gives a gentle nudge to her back, just to urge her to lift up for a moment so he can draw back the sheets of his bed, giving her the room to slide in before he gives a tug to his shirt to pull it off (never too comfortable to get into bed with one on), kicking his boots off to the floor. ]