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[Oh, hands in his hair. He practically purrs and slowly he will actually return to form. He is laying on her now, but he practically weighs nothing so its probably fine.]

Hmmm, it would appear that is the case! How lucky for you!

( lily lets her staff lean against the couch as she moves to pull him closer, burying her face in the crook of his neck with a soft sigh. ... the thing is, she normally shifts after the first few minutes, something more comfortable. this time... she just stays there. )

[And he will unrepentantly snuggle in, get as wrapped around her as much as possible. His hair strands threading around her fingers, the shadows curling up around them- he does wait for her to move, but then she doesn't and he hums right up against her.]

Something doth bother the Lady, I see.

...

( her grip tightens ever so slightly, and she curls up into him further. )

Silent Salt Cookie is here. ...He has... apparently sworn fealty to me? I don't remember the things he does. But... its such a strange feeling...

[He goes very still at that. Of course he'd considered the notion that the other Beasts could turn up. Pavlova is here, after all, the other Ancients have been here, but he definitely didn't want to think about what it would mean if any of them did turn up, let alone Salt of all cookies.]

[He pulls away from her for a moment, but not because he's mad, he's closing his eyes and ...checking something? He's flipping through all the Blueberry Beholders growing in the Grove to put his eyes on him. Ah, there he is. Nn.]

I see. What a fascinating development.

[Hm. He does not want to share. He is already being SO POLITE about Elder Faerie's existence, but Salt is her other-half...]

That is a word for it. We spoke, and... I think it went well? I don't know what I did to earn his loyalty so, though.

( finally she turns, moving to rest against him. she's almost afraid to look at his expression though, somehow. )

... I'm not... sure where to go from here. But being like this is nice, at least...

[He does not want to share!! No!! His!! AUuughghguhghh. It's probably good that she doesn't want to look at his expression because it's going through the five stages of deranged grief.]

[Give him a moment to settle down. If he clings to her a tad harder than he should, then not sorry, actually.]

Clearly he simply has eyes of course. What right would he of all people have to reject you? Oh, I can think of a few, the sanctified stick-in-the-mud. Wretched hypocrite! Hm! Hm! Lily-belle I think I feel the Madness returning.

( the shift in his tone, the tightness of his hold- both make her shift, looking up at him with furrowed brows before she moves to hold him close, petting his hair. )

I'm here. I'm here... There's no need for madness. Just talk to me?

[It's fine, he's just vibrating with a lot of unprocessed emotions that he didn't need to think about until right now suddenly and it's actually kind of a lot. Because wasn't that sanctimoniousness something he despised? Isn't that the reason he did what he did in the past?]

[And wouldn't it be the reason he could see him rejecting Lily? For her past and her own sins? The reason Lily and Shadow Milk found some of their common ground? One of the reason he finds her beautiful is her flaws and the idea that SS could find her repulsive for that makes him want to bristle up like an angry cat.]

[But he's sworn fealty. So something else happened instead. Good, he better. HE BETTER. His emotions continue to churn as he buries himself into her.]

[The hair petting helps, he deflates a little like a sad baloon animal.]

You're too good for him.

... Huh?

( that- is a surprise. not that he thinks highly of her, no, but- too good for him? that's... huh?

she holds him closer. there's so much she doesn't understand. )

[He begins to simmer down, and he's left with the tired feeling of Big Emotions. He tries to think of how he wants to say this, if he wants to say anything at all. There's a nasty part of him that wants to start pulling them apart. Maybe he can say just the right thing and seed distrust, maybe he can turn her against him, maybe-]

[No, no, Do not call yourself a monster He catches himself before his nails can start pressing into her skin where he's clinging to her. The need for pain. Instead he slips back into the shadows for a moment, melting into the couch itself seemingly.]

[When he returns, he crawls out from under the couch, there is the smell of acrid blueberry that follows him, and his hand is bleeding from the nasty teeth marks he's put into the skin.]

It's nothing, don't worry about it.

( he bleeds into the shadows and the couch for a moment and lily knows what's happening before she even shifts positions. once he's back, she gently takes his hand in her own, a soft light beginning to glow and soothe. she's not as good a healer as pure vanilla. but that's okay. )

... I'm not leaving you. You know that, right?

( elder faerie, pure vanilla, silent salt- let them come. she has found warmth in shadow milk, and he's changed. he still is, ever more by the day. and she wants to be selfish, too. )

[He’s breathing heavy for a moment, like he’s coming off of a high. His hair simmers a bit, but he doesn’t flinch away as she takes his hand.]

[Her words strike hard, like a rail to his chest, and he clutches her hands, almost to tight.]

Promise- Promise me.

[Because that was the heart of it, wasn’t it? Lily has everyone she could possibly want, so naturally it makes sense to discard him. If he strikes first, thoughts of sabotaging everyone around her, then she’d have to stay with him-]

I promise.

( it's the truth. as long as he'll have her, she will be there. there are some things he's done that she cannot forgive, yes- elder faerie's death weighs heavy on her still. but the work he puts into his own growth is still there, still brilliant.

dark secrets even she does not know lurk overhead, but for now.... for now, he holds on, and she lets him, gentle as ever. )

... I think we may be overdue for a nap, don't you think?

[It does a lot to settle him down, her assuring him with a few simple words. That her words ring True.]

[He leans into her, face buried into her neck. He makes a rumbling little noise, something like a purr.]

Yeah. A nap and we can forget all about this.

( she frees one of her hands and moves to rub his back soothingly, humming a bit. )

Here, or our room?

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