[ Color sweeps over her cheeks at his bold declaration but she doesn't tear her gaze away from his, meeting his look evenly and unflinching.
There's something reminiscent in those words, a statement he'd given her on a dark night as they'd fled her father's palace. To use him as a tool, and live. Despite his words, she could never see him like that - wouldn't - but the irony of this exchange is not lost on her
It prompts a hint of a smile to tug at the corner of her lips as she searches his face. Well, there was only one answer to that, wasn't there? The same request (demand?) she had given him outside Fuuga. ]
Then give yourself to me, Hak. I want you.
[ It's perhaps not said with the same note of desperation as the first demand, but she's just as determined about it ]
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There's something reminiscent in those words, a statement he'd given her on a dark night as they'd fled her father's palace. To use him as a tool, and live. Despite his words, she could never see him like that - wouldn't - but the irony of this exchange is not lost on her
It prompts a hint of a smile to tug at the corner of her lips as she searches his face. Well, there was only one answer to that, wasn't there? The same request (demand?) she had given him outside Fuuga. ]
Then give yourself to me, Hak. I want you.
[ It's perhaps not said with the same note of desperation as the first demand, but she's just as determined about it ]