Looking down the other's frame he snorts deeply, smirk pulling at his lips before gloved hands are swiftly removed.
"Hope is nothing but blinding oneself for the sake of survival."
He reaches for the redhead, tracing long digits up his hand and forearm, circling it as if to grab it but he never -
"Hope is nothing but blinding oneself for the sake of survival."
He reaches for the redhead, tracing long digits up his hand and forearm, circling it as if to grab it but he never -
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"I wished to be near you."
The touches serve as a green light that allow him to lean closer and hands that could break with ease are gentle as they cup Reno's cheek.
How endearing to hear such devotion from the -
"Such blind faith and devotion..." he sighs as he traces a thumb over Reno's lower lip, chasing those icy blues in the dark. "And yet you still wish to chain me back into this prison."