[ He holds her for a long, long time. Not that Oberon has any way of telling how long it's been, he simply hadn't much cared. She was filthy, she was covered in blood, yet... he couldn't get enough of her.
...oh, they're both in trouble, aren't they?
Her sudden retreat is almost perceived as a rejection, but even without his eyes, it wouldn't have taken long to realize that it's decidedly a retreat. He knows this even faster thanks to what he's able to see... yet when she suddenly pulls out of his arms, he... ]
Ah...
[ He finds himself reaching out to grab her again. An act that he realizes and stops halfway, but the damage is already done. He's got his arm raised halfway, as if to pull her back, but stopped before he could actually grab her.
His eyes are wide with realization for a moment before promptly pulling his hand back. ]
...good, about time.
[ She's lying, they're both lying, it's disgusting... but he doesn't say anything else. ]
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...oh, they're both in trouble, aren't they?
Her sudden retreat is almost perceived as a rejection, but even without his eyes, it wouldn't have taken long to realize that it's decidedly a retreat. He knows this even faster thanks to what he's able to see... yet when she suddenly pulls out of his arms, he... ]
Ah...
[ He finds himself reaching out to grab her again. An act that he realizes and stops halfway, but the damage is already done. He's got his arm raised halfway, as if to pull her back, but stopped before he could actually grab her.
His eyes are wide with realization for a moment before promptly pulling his hand back. ]
...good, about time.
[ She's lying, they're both lying, it's disgusting... but he doesn't say anything else. ]