[ If he could hear her thoughts and know what was going through her mind, his answer would be immediate. Although there is still very much they do not know about each other, one thing is clear in his mind: if it came about that she needed protection, he would not hesitate to stand up to protect her. Their circumstances are very different, but all he can think about is how no one was able to protect him from being turned that fateful day, and while he has tried his best to hold no grudges or bitterness, he is resolved more than ever to cause no harm to anyone nor allow anyone who has done nothing wrong to be harmed.
It was always an ambition of his to become a Temple Knight, but now more than ever, he sees it as a way to become stronger so that he might defend those who are unable to defend themselves. In his mind, this is a better use of his time and of his life than giving himself over to revenge.
The answers to her unspoken questions have not yet occurred to him, but even if he has not thought up the answers to them in so many words, it seems clear enough that he wishes to be with her, to keep her close for as long as she wants to be there and still has need of his protection. He has no intention of turning her away or of driving her away, not when their paths have finally crossed after so long. So long? It has not been very long at all. That contradiction in his mind clashes with what his soul believes to be truth: they have been together before in another time and place, and now they have once more come together again. He may not know just how many lives they have lived through together, but it seems that his soul is telling him it has been a very long time indeed. ]
I can give you a home, and my company, if you wish to have it. And by taking you into my home, I am resolved to protect you, whatever the cost. No one shall take you away as long as I am around. [ And when he is not, he will take steps to ensure she remains hidden and protected. ]
Am I...? [ His breath catches slightly as her fingers continue tangling themselves into his hair. ] Could I be your someone?
[ The clanging sound in his soul is telling him that yes, he is her someone, but he needs the confirmation from her, if she can give it.
He realizes perhaps too late that more tears are beginning to pour down her face, and without even the slightest hesitation, he reaches out for her with a careful hand so that he might wipe them away. ]
I would see you happy, and no longer needing to cry or be afraid. I- I would see you be yourself, not needing to be coaxed into giving answers, not even by me. [ And with that, his regret for having used that ability on her at all reaches a maximum, and something inside him recoils from himself. The spell, or the coercion, however it may be called seems to have momentarily been broken.
And then, as if a love he once felt so many lives ago now is resurfacing, he positions himself so that they are looking at each other eye-to-eye. One hand slides gently beneath her chin and carefully moves to tilt her face upwards. If she resists, he will also stop, but he wishes to see her with nothing getting in their way. ]
Lantaa...
[ He leans in so that their faces are just inches apart, and a small but no less genuine smile crosses his own face. ]
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It was always an ambition of his to become a Temple Knight, but now more than ever, he sees it as a way to become stronger so that he might defend those who are unable to defend themselves. In his mind, this is a better use of his time and of his life than giving himself over to revenge.
The answers to her unspoken questions have not yet occurred to him, but even if he has not thought up the answers to them in so many words, it seems clear enough that he wishes to be with her, to keep her close for as long as she wants to be there and still has need of his protection. He has no intention of turning her away or of driving her away, not when their paths have finally crossed after so long. So long? It has not been very long at all. That contradiction in his mind clashes with what his soul believes to be truth: they have been together before in another time and place, and now they have once more come together again. He may not know just how many lives they have lived through together, but it seems that his soul is telling him it has been a very long time indeed. ]
I can give you a home, and my company, if you wish to have it. And by taking you into my home, I am resolved to protect you, whatever the cost. No one shall take you away as long as I am around. [ And when he is not, he will take steps to ensure she remains hidden and protected. ]
Am I...? [ His breath catches slightly as her fingers continue tangling themselves into his hair. ] Could I be your someone?
[ The clanging sound in his soul is telling him that yes, he is her someone, but he needs the confirmation from her, if she can give it.
He realizes perhaps too late that more tears are beginning to pour down her face, and without even the slightest hesitation, he reaches out for her with a careful hand so that he might wipe them away. ]
I would see you happy, and no longer needing to cry or be afraid. I- I would see you be yourself, not needing to be coaxed into giving answers, not even by me. [ And with that, his regret for having used that ability on her at all reaches a maximum, and something inside him recoils from himself. The spell, or the coercion, however it may be called seems to have momentarily been broken.
And then, as if a love he once felt so many lives ago now is resurfacing, he positions himself so that they are looking at each other eye-to-eye. One hand slides gently beneath her chin and carefully moves to tilt her face upwards. If she resists, he will also stop, but he wishes to see her with nothing getting in their way. ]
Lantaa...
[ He leans in so that their faces are just inches apart, and a small but no less genuine smile crosses his own face. ]
I can see you.