[It seems as easy as anything by saying it. To act on something like that on his own is much, much harder. How can he do that when everyone's sins, his own sins, remind him every step of the way that he's in hell?]
[His hand cups her, calluses rough against smooth skin. Perhaps he is a wounded animal, but he has found no one else to nestle in with in this cruel world like her, who has seen it all for herself and understood it on her own.]
But...I don't want you to...be hurt, either. You've been through lifetimes of it. If...it is this guide's job to provide you happiness, to alleviate that hurt...I shall.
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[It seems as easy as anything by saying it. To act on something like that on his own is much, much harder. How can he do that when everyone's sins, his own sins, remind him every step of the way that he's in hell?]
[His hand cups her, calluses rough against smooth skin. Perhaps he is a wounded animal, but he has found no one else to nestle in with in this cruel world like her, who has seen it all for herself and understood it on her own.]
But...I don't want you to...be hurt, either. You've been through lifetimes of it. If...it is this guide's job to provide you happiness, to alleviate that hurt...I shall.
[He kisses her gently on the cheek.]
Maybe some day I will...see colors like you.