Coming back around again

She moved from teasing to serious herself as she responded to his question. He wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, but it wasn’t what told him. He wasn’t expecting to mean so much to her. He squeezed her a little tighter, but didn’t speak yet. Sensing she wasn’t done. She continued on to speak of Artorias, and he was surprised to hear that was her concern. “You joined the Hallows because you washed ashore right outside the castle. You needed medical help, and it all sort of fell into place. You didn’t get to join entirely as your own choice, and the events that led to your near drowning was something you needed to investigate. Believe me, Art will be understanding about it.” He told her, speaking with conviction.

His heartbeat picked up again, was that her only objection? His question had opened this door, and now he looked at the room beyond more closely he found himself afraid. What they were talking about sounded an awful lot like commitment. Was he truly ready for that again? He buried his head in the scruff of her neck, breathing in the scent of her. He was afraid, but… he was willing to try.


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