Zephyr
The tears stop as abruptly as they had started, and as he pulls away from her, she looks up - a mere reflex. It causes her eyes to shift, and she stares, fascinated, at the gnarled, puckered scars that litter his bodice. They trace around his neck, his stomach, his heart. The heart that so intensely loved her. The heart that would do anything for her.
She gasps.
Carnage had taught her much about fear - had taught her that fear is inevitable, to cower to the fear, is just selfish She realizes for too long, she has cowered - because she feels like she doesn't deserve love. She feels like she is incapable of being loved. Coming back from His lair, transformed, allows her to realize something.
There is not time for it.
"Krigare...I love you."
when it's said and done, we'll have our scars to show
@[Krigare] <3