[ the word is soft leaving his mouth, like he might finish the name, but out of affection doesn't. there's something regretful behind his eyes. the idea that he might have left her behind perhaps... hurts more than he'd intended to truly live with. in death, he's sure he would have regretted it just as much. more pain along the rest of the coasting ache inside of him, like a clawed hand around his heart.
he watches her fingers glance the water and reaches over with his hand hesitantly, his own fingers hovering just barely before reaching in to scoop her own up into his palm. he doesn't meet her eyes, feels as though he can't for half a moment with his glasses fogging slightly in the warmth of the tub.
a sigh. soft. he left them. he left vex and he left vox machina and he left cass and they.
they brought him back. ]
Certainly wasn't wrong. Very useless.
[ he hesitates, bringing vex's hand up slowly to rest a moment against his temple, thumb glancing her knuckles. down to his cheek. ]
I'm sorry.
[ it takes a beat, truly, to acknowledge all of this. he died, and lived, and what else is there to do now because he could die again at any moment. they could. either of them. though he'd be loathe to let a thing happen to her ever again. not after his own foolishness. ]
Thank you.
[ a kiss, lingering, to her knuckles. ] I thank you.
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[ the word is soft leaving his mouth, like he might finish the name, but out of affection doesn't. there's something regretful behind his eyes. the idea that he might have left her behind perhaps... hurts more than he'd intended to truly live with. in death, he's sure he would have regretted it just as much. more pain along the rest of the coasting ache inside of him, like a clawed hand around his heart.
he watches her fingers glance the water and reaches over with his hand hesitantly, his own fingers hovering just barely before reaching in to scoop her own up into his palm. he doesn't meet her eyes, feels as though he can't for half a moment with his glasses fogging slightly in the warmth of the tub.
a sigh. soft. he left them. he left vex and he left vox machina and he left cass and they.
they brought him back. ]
Certainly wasn't wrong. Very useless.
[ he hesitates, bringing vex's hand up slowly to rest a moment against his temple, thumb glancing her knuckles. down to his cheek. ]
I'm sorry.
[ it takes a beat, truly, to acknowledge all of this. he died, and lived, and what else is there to do now because he could die again at any moment. they could. either of them. though he'd be loathe to let a thing happen to her ever again. not after his own foolishness. ]
Thank you.
[ a kiss, lingering, to her knuckles. ] I thank you.