His eyes softened, of course she would have thought of a way to make them positive. She wasn’t wrong either, there was something beautiful about them. They showed that she was a survivor, that she had gone through something horrible and come out the other end stronger for it. That was incredibly beautiful. As her hands rested over his he moved closer to her, urged to wrap his arms and keep her pulled close into himself, safe and warm, but he didn’t want to overwhelm her so soon. She still needed to lay down and rest, they were much better in body, but in mind…well, there likely weren’t enough naps in the world for the type of escape their heads would need.
And then her lips were on his, so soft and gentle as if afraid she’d break him. With as much care he pressed his back to hers, letting his eyes close for just a moment as he pulled her face closer to his, letting them keep that closeness for just a while longer. Even as she pulled hers back to speak he kept his forehead gently rested against hers, not daring to let his eyes open just yet. His fingers slowly curled around hers as she lowered them down from his face and he took in each word she spoke.
He didn’t know what to say to her. Here she was telling him that she wanted to stay here, was happy with him, but he still had that fear lingering in the back of his head. In his youth he had been afraid of himself, of the monster that shared a body with him, but now…Now he was more worried about the lifestyle he led. Had it not been for the grace of a deity then they wouldn’t even be here right now. They wouldn’t have any more opportunities to laugh with each other, eat, or even just have small conversations in the rain.
No matter what he should have taken into account the possibility of what had happened. He’d let his guard down, had tried to trust their kind since they’d called on Echo and himself for help…but it was wrong. Did this mean that everything he’d started to work through was for nothing? It left him confused and doubtful and he felt like he was back to square one. His eyes opened to look back at her, comforted slightly by her smile as he tried to find the words to say back,
“You know…I can’t really recall a time I’ve felt for someone the way I feel for you.” His eyes searched hers for a brief second, “It makes me happy.” He smiled, but it was short lived, “But…it also makes me worried. What happened before…? In the dead zone? I can’t let that happen again…”
His eyes drifted down her chest to where the Lapis rested, moving steadily with her breathing as a constant reminder that she was alive and well. For now. “I need to tell you something…” She was happy with him, and he was glad for it, but she deserved to know. He looked back up to her eyes, his own dimming slightly as his heart raced faster, “When I came to you at the stables, to invite you to the festival…?” He hesitated, nervous now that he had started, “Lily had come and spoken to me…She wanted me to take you with me, get you away. It’s as you’ve said: she cares for you so greatly and I know she’d be upset at me for telling you, but that’s the reason I asked you to come with me…and the reason I asked you to continue on with me in my travels and jobs.”
A lump formed in his throat, the guilt already gnawing as his stomach. That may have been how everything had started, but it wasn’t the way things were now. He didn’t want her to stay with him because of the promise he’d made to Lily, he wanted her to stay with him because…he wanted her. “That isn’t how it is now, but…” He pulled his hands back from hers, swallowing against the dryness in his mouth, “I couldn’t keep it from you, not now, not after that…I want you to stay, but I had to tell you…”