...aren't you already here? [ said a bit stupidly, a reflex as his lips remember how to form words.
he always pauses in moments like this, but in the end he's a creature of emotion and impulse. that's inescapable, as are the chains that wrap his heart, as are the sins that paint him black.
finally the rest of him stirs a little, not the pinks and reds because even magic couldn't hide his hues and he'd be liable to fumble the spell if he tried. the smaller dragon will need to accept not being the #1 dragon here, as he's lifting his one hand to place it over the one on his cheek. he knows it's there, but he needs to feel it on his own. ]
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he always pauses in moments like this, but in the end he's a creature of emotion and impulse. that's inescapable, as are the chains that wrap his heart, as are the sins that paint him black.
finally the rest of him stirs a little, not the pinks and reds because even magic couldn't hide his hues and he'd be liable to fumble the spell if he tried. the smaller dragon will need to accept not being the #1 dragon here, as he's lifting his one hand to place it over the one on his cheek. he knows it's there, but he needs to feel it on his own. ]
I—yeah. You can.