The choking sound came again, different from before, somehow softer. Less like something was missing, and more like she finally had something. Alba listened quietly, stroking her back before reaching up to her hair, running his fingers along her damp locks as he pulled her closer against him. If he couldn't cradle himself into her body, then he'd do the opposite, being the warmth, the protection that they both wanted to be for each other. When they parted, he took in her eyes, so full of pain, so tormented... and still so powerful. He looked into her eyes, and always found the strength, the courage to face anything. This time, it was the courage to face life, to face the truth, and not back down in the shadow of death. He blinked as she touched his cheeks, his own eyes deep and surprisingly steady as he watched her. When she spoke, they brightened for a moment, as though he realized that she wasn't just some hallucination before him.
"Yeah... of course you can stay here, schwester. I... I'd like that as well." He let out a slow breath, which trailed off as he heard her use those words. He really didn't expect to ever hear those words come from her lips, and he especially never expected to hear her direct them at him. She meant the world to him, one of the only people he'd truly die for, but to hear her call him that... He was a little confused, and maybe just a little scared. She had claimed she was in love already... but, at the same time, something inside him smiled. For her to think of him that way... it didn't feel like an ill-fitting suit, so to speak. Perhaps it was just the stability he represented to her. Perhaps it was just how he had cared for her earlier. Maybe it just had something to do with the promise he'd made, the promise he'd intended to keep above all else. Maybe... just maybe, it was just the honest-to-god truth that he was hearing. He didn't know, and after everything that had happened that day, he didn't care.
Reaching his arm to fully embrace her, he nodded slightly, kissing her hair. "Then stay with me, il mio preziosa. I won't leave you."
...or perhaps Alba was grasping for logic, something concrete, trying to do the impossible of rationalizing Jinx's actions. The young assassin felt herself drift away, yet instead of jerking herself awake once more, she let herself go further and further toward slumber. As her body relaxed against him, she felt his arm's embrace. There was a gentle kiss atop her head. And he called her something... his precious. With a small smile, she whispered, "Sarò qui, per sempre.."
I will be here, for always.
The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was the comforting rhythm of his steady heartbeat.
"Yeah... of course you can stay here, schwester. I... I'd like that as well." He let out a slow breath, which trailed off as he heard her use those words. He really didn't expect to ever hear those words come from her lips, and he especially never expected to hear her direct them at him. She meant the world to him, one of the only people he'd truly die for, but to hear her call him that... He was a little confused, and maybe just a little scared. She had claimed she was in love already... but, at the same time, something inside him smiled. For her to think of him that way... it didn't feel like an ill-fitting suit, so to speak. Perhaps it was just the stability he represented to her. Perhaps it was just how he had cared for her earlier. Maybe it just had something to do with the promise he'd made, the promise he'd intended to keep above all else. Maybe... just maybe, it was just the honest-to-god truth that he was hearing. He didn't know, and after everything that had happened that day, he didn't care.
Reaching his arm to fully embrace her, he nodded slightly, kissing her hair. "Then stay with me, il mio preziosa. I won't leave you."
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I will be here, for always.
The last thing she heard before she fell asleep was the comforting rhythm of his steady heartbeat.
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