02-12-2022, 01:13 PM
Saint had never wanted children—and wants children even less after her experiences with Arcturos. It’s why he hardly feels rage when he reminisces on her wrath more than her affection. He knows what he is: an accident. It’s not that he’s come to terms with his fate, but that he is terribly apathetic. Is there truly anything that will heal him? He doesn’t think so.
“Sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable,” Arc says quietly, now-somber eyes studying Allaire’s subtle body language. He’s grown adept at reading others ticks, wondering if that’s what he might look like if someone were able to observe him.
Drawing his chin close to his chest, Arc clears his throat and repeats: “Allaire.” A curious, timid smile lifts his lips and there is almost laughter in his voice when he says, “It suits you.” An airy, light name for an airy, light woman.
Arc isn’t shy in showing surprise on his face when Allaire dares a step closer to him (not that she could see it). The hesitant smile leaves his mouth as he brings his head high, both exhilarated and frightened by her vanishing caution.
“No,” he answers, and because he is innately afraid of allowing other’s gentility in his life, Arc tells her why.
“You have to witness someone die to be able to see me.”
@Allaire
“Sorry if I’m making you uncomfortable,” Arc says quietly, now-somber eyes studying Allaire’s subtle body language. He’s grown adept at reading others ticks, wondering if that’s what he might look like if someone were able to observe him.
Drawing his chin close to his chest, Arc clears his throat and repeats: “Allaire.” A curious, timid smile lifts his lips and there is almost laughter in his voice when he says, “It suits you.” An airy, light name for an airy, light woman.
Arc isn’t shy in showing surprise on his face when Allaire dares a step closer to him (not that she could see it). The hesitant smile leaves his mouth as he brings his head high, both exhilarated and frightened by her vanishing caution.
“No,” he answers, and because he is innately afraid of allowing other’s gentility in his life, Arc tells her why.
“You have to witness someone die to be able to see me.”
@Allaire