[ Oh... what a truly wicked woman, she is. He wants to grab her, pull her back in and say no, you're mine. What a thought for him to have, huh? Him, the Abyssal Wyrm, the embodiment of an infinite hole that consumes all, a void of endless falling... and he wants to pull her in.
He's completely silent as she lets him go. He keeps his hands tight to his sides, keeping them from reaching out and dragging her back into his arms whether she likes it or not.
This feeling... it hurts like hell.
But it's for the best. They both have things they need to do. Ai needs to clean herself up, Oberon needs to fortify their defenses... they can't stay falling like that forever.
Yet once Ai leaves, he can't help but put a hand up to his forehead and sigh. ]
...shit.
[ ...he should start setting up that bounded field now, shouldn't he? ]
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He's completely silent as she lets him go. He keeps his hands tight to his sides, keeping them from reaching out and dragging her back into his arms whether she likes it or not.
This feeling... it hurts like hell.
But it's for the best. They both have things they need to do. Ai needs to clean herself up, Oberon needs to fortify their defenses... they can't stay
fallinglike that forever.Yet once Ai leaves, he can't help but put a hand up to his forehead and sigh. ]
...shit.
[ ...he should start setting up that bounded field now, shouldn't he? ]