[Ah, there's the old scarf-pulling habit again. Boy, his own shoes sure are fascinating to look at right now.]
...You didn't have to speak to me again, after that. Wouldn't have blamed you. But you did. And if you hadn't, that one time...
['I don't think I could ever regret caring, or opening up. I haven't yet, not truly. Even if it's one of the hardest things I've ever done, or will ever do.'
Back then, Mira found the strength to look him in the eye as she spoke. Therion still isn't quite there, but his fingers stop plucking at the wool in his scarf and find anchor there instead.]
...If you hadn't, even if you'd given me the key to that band, I'd still be shackled. So... thank you, Mira. [He takes a deep breath and finally lifts his gaze.] For my freedom. Thank you.
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...You didn't have to speak to me again, after that. Wouldn't have blamed you. But you did. And if you hadn't, that one time...
['I don't think I could ever regret caring, or opening up. I haven't yet, not truly. Even if it's one of the hardest things I've ever done, or will ever do.'
Back then, Mira found the strength to look him in the eye as she spoke. Therion still isn't quite there, but his fingers stop plucking at the wool in his scarf and find anchor there instead.]
...If you hadn't, even if you'd given me the key to that band, I'd still be shackled. So... thank you, Mira. [He takes a deep breath and finally lifts his gaze.] For my freedom. Thank you.