Then don't. If you win the game, you'll get anything you want, right? Go somewhere you're happy. Where you have something.
[ there's no guarantee-- that the alleged "wish" they'll grant will materialized at all. it could an elaborate ploy to keep them here for good.
but-- a life here, for daan and marina, would be better than what they'd have to return to. he knows that much. cloud turns away again, if not wanting to let the mask slip. marina bumps into him and-- he looks at her, a little taken aback by her audacity as per usual, only to let it be.
yeah, he can see why she has such a tight leash on daan. ]
...The things he's gone through. I can't let him go back to a place like that. I... I have to protect him. [ it sounds stupid, so terribly boyish, but there's an earnestness there. ] Not like I can let anything happen to you either. Pretty sure you two are a two-for-one at this point.
[ another way of saying "yeah, i'll protect you too, don't embarrass me about this." he wants to groan at the second instance of "hotstuff", but then she asks that question and-- his brows cinch together in thought, vulnerability contorting his features ever so slightly. best friend. best friend. best friend. why is there so much pain rippling across his mind?
a hand raises to press at his temple. teeth come down, gnashing, before he lifts his head back up. ]
I... [ he starts. ] I don't-- have a best friend... or anything like that. People in my line of work don't keep others close.
But... there is someone here from home I give a damn about if that's what you're asking.
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[ there's no guarantee-- that the alleged "wish" they'll grant will materialized at all. it could an elaborate ploy to keep them here for good.
but-- a life here, for daan and marina, would be better than what they'd have to return to. he knows that much. cloud turns away again, if not wanting to let the mask slip. marina bumps into him and-- he looks at her, a little taken aback by her audacity as per usual, only to let it be.
yeah, he can see why she has such a tight leash on daan. ]
...The things he's gone through. I can't let him go back to a place like that. I... I have to protect him. [ it sounds stupid, so terribly boyish, but there's an earnestness there. ] Not like I can let anything happen to you either. Pretty sure you two are a two-for-one at this point.
[ another way of saying "yeah, i'll protect you too, don't embarrass me about this." he wants to groan at the second instance of "hotstuff", but then she asks that question and-- his brows cinch together in thought, vulnerability contorting his features ever so slightly. best friend. best friend. best friend. why is there so much pain rippling across his mind?
a hand raises to press at his temple. teeth come down, gnashing, before he lifts his head back up. ]
I... [ he starts. ] I don't-- have a best friend... or anything like that. People in my line of work don't keep others close.
But... there is someone here from home I give a damn about if that's what you're asking.