He's tense against her, under her hand. He'd been so much softer when they'd been together; loose and languid and playful, like an eel in his lankiness. Now, he's hard and brittle - sticklike, rigid. Because there's too much history - but he needs to remember, needs to keep in mind, that she is a danger to him now. Even if the past could be undone, he cannot afford her any trust. He is in the employ of Queen Anora; such a position does not allow for the possibility of intimacy, especially not with an age-old enemy.
"If there were nothing good, then it'd be easy to slip free. But these lures keep us here. And keep us suffering."
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He's tense against her, under her hand. He'd been so much softer when they'd been together; loose and languid and playful, like an eel in his lankiness. Now, he's hard and brittle - sticklike, rigid. Because there's too much history - but he needs to remember, needs to keep in mind, that she is a danger to him now. Even if the past could be undone, he cannot afford her any trust. He is in the employ of Queen Anora; such a position does not allow for the possibility of intimacy, especially not with an age-old enemy.
"If there were nothing good, then it'd be easy to slip free. But these lures keep us here. And keep us suffering."