Oh. This is about... that. In retrospect, that's obvious.
Harrow's head falls against Gideon's shoulder with a soft wet sound. "It was very cruel of you," she agrees, finally lifting her limp arms to wrap them back around Gideon. Her blunt, broken nails dig into the muscular flesh there, like a cat digging in its claws to keep purchase.
"I told you once," probably a thousand years ago it feels, "that I deserve to die by your hand. Part of me wonders if I deserve the fate worse than that- to live forever without you. I was too selfish for that. I will not go on that long without you, Gideon. I won't. If you try that shit again I will kill both of us."
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Oh. This is about... that. In retrospect, that's obvious.
Harrow's head falls against Gideon's shoulder with a soft wet sound. "It was very cruel of you," she agrees, finally lifting her limp arms to wrap them back around Gideon. Her blunt, broken nails dig into the muscular flesh there, like a cat digging in its claws to keep purchase.
"I told you once," probably a thousand years ago it feels, "that I deserve to die by your hand. Part of me wonders if I deserve the fate worse than that- to live forever without you. I was too selfish for that. I will not go on that long without you, Gideon. I won't. If you try that shit again I will kill both of us."