I Think We're Close Enough

It seemed they were more similar than she could have known, but she wouldn't have noticed it even if she looked. Really she knew so little of Alastor, and all that had really tied her to him was falling under his protection and in the events she needed it. Relm was actually relatively naive to relationships, feelings, really anything that touched close to her heart. She was harsh and cold, found difficulty speaking to others in general conversation. She didn't find much of a problem with others not liking her, but she did have some sort of void in her that she didn't know how to fill. Instead she ignored it and just kept walking through life and taking what she received without complaint.

She didn't leave the silence for long, it wasn't really a soft subject for her. Few things were. Alastor acting like it wasn't a big deal was quite fitting for the way she really felt. Her apathy towards Agria was bluntly obvious. "She was not well when he killed her." Was she... no she wasn't justifying what he had done because he was the reason why she had driven herself into that condition. "I don't have an answer for why. Only that he hated her." Kefka had never told her anything about Agria, only in the one instance she had asked and given the things that had happened over the last year she had a hard time believing what he had told her.

What she was struggling with was what she would have added afterwards, that Agria was also Kefka's mother. It was almost on the tip of her tongue, but it didn't escape. She had took too long to continue on, and her attention was driven back to Alastor as he walked forward towards the lake. She fell in step beside him, though carefully like she was really at his mercy, like she would have followed him anywhere. Her paws stopped inside the lake, her gaze too following his as Alastor looked at himself. The silver haze from the moon, and the ripples distorted the reflection, but she was there beside him.

She really couldn't relate to what he told her about his life. Kefka had mistreated her in other ways prior to his death, but nothing compared to what Alastor had been through. Relm could feel herself hurt for him which was an entire new feeling to her. But she didn't show that externally. Instead kept the silence, not knowing what to say. There was probably nothing to say, Alastor couldn't go back and change things. She would have done it for him if she could. It felt strange to feel so oddly deeply for him but to also just learn these kinds of things about him.

When he asked if she saw him as a monster, her eyes moved from his reflection to his physical form, showing just a glimmer of the pain she felt for him. "What you did Alastor..." Her paws moved only slightly backwards in the water so that she could turn to face him better. "I know you did it for me." She had barely seen Alastor in his demonic, merciless state while he tortured Kefka to his death, she had only been mentally present for the final seconds and to see the aftermath. She couldn't tell him he was not a monster, but she only put her own blame, on what happened after. Not even blame because she didn't even find anything truly wrong with it. Relm had willingly given herself to him, he shouldn't have felt guilty for what he had done to her, or that was what she believed. "You are not to me." She left little room for him to get much of a response in, taking a quick breath in before asking him, "Alastor, will you touch me again?" Her tone was was asking his intentions, maybe even wondering if she was in danger of him losing control again. But she was actually really not concerned, in fact she was interested.

This time was a request in memory post of their spar, "Will you touch me again? Like last time..."

"Relm"
F2U base by AshKatu