Partners in Crime

His laughter echoed softly in response to her playful banter, finding solace in the diversion from the weighty matters they'd been discussing. As her words teased the edges of something deeper, Aresenn's gaze met hers with a mixture of amusement and sincerity. "Promise?" he repeated, a sly smile playing on his lips. "You have my word, Absinth. Nothing but truth between us." Her touch, though gentle, resonated with a comfort he hadn't realized he needed. Aresenn grazed a paw against her opposite shoulder, his nails moving with the lay of her fur in a soothing pattern. "Every word, every promise," he affirmed, looking down at her. "But remember, it goes both ways. No hiding, no holding back." In that moment, surrounded by laughter and vulnerability, Aresenn felt a sense of connection that transcended the scars and shadows of their pasts. Whatever challenges lay ahead, they could face them, finding strength in each other's company.

In the moment of pause between them, Aresenn shifted slightly, adjusting their shared position to make her more comfortable. "You should get some rest." His voice held a gentle tone as he stifled his own yawn, a suggestion rather than a command. Though he was hopeful she would comply all the same. Fatigue was slowly beginning to catch up with him- he could only imagine how she was feeling.  

"Aresenn Praetor"