[ He gasps when Saya's teeth sink in. Everything in him throbs to that touch. It's hard to detach, to think. Dimly, he hears Diva's words, feels them twine like ribbons in his ear. Careful, yes. Except it's so impossible, when the two brightest stars in his dark little sky are so close. When Diva turns away, he breaks his gaze from Saya -- bemused, concerned. There's such a remoteness in his Queen at these moments. He adores her, even as he knows, never more intensely than right now, that he can't complete her. That she's been broken in ways another broken creature cannot fix. ]
[ But with her sister -- her babies -- the cracks can mend. He will hold onto hope. ]
[ Saya's scream breaks the reverie. His eyes drag back to her. Before she can chomp his finger off, he wrenches it free. Blood dripping, torn flesh knitting. His expression isn't pained. It's a visage of pure triumph. She remembers something. I know she does. When she reaches out, he grabs one of her flailing hands. A twisted clasp of camaraderie. ]
I love teal dear :3 /throws more tldr at you
[ But with her sister -- her babies -- the cracks can mend. He will hold onto hope. ]
[ Saya's scream breaks the reverie. His eyes drag back to her. Before she can chomp his finger off, he wrenches it free. Blood dripping, torn flesh knitting. His expression isn't pained. It's a visage of pure triumph. She remembers something. I know she does. When she reaches out, he grabs one of her flailing hands. A twisted clasp of camaraderie. ]
What do you see, Saya? Hm~?