[The insistence in his touching makes Guren turn back, even if it's almost too much to bear. He can feel those emotions, even if he can't put his finger on what they mean, and then Dextera is signing completely and Guren watches. His eyes widen slightly in his surprise, his heart leaps and feels as if it gets stuck in his throat, and he almost doesn't know what to feel.
A fraction of guilt, still, for what he's wanting, what he's encouraging. But far more selfishness, desire. He wants Dextera to come with him, even if it's dangerous, even if things might go wrong, even if Dextera may never get his memories back, or solve that guilt of his own. Guren selfishly believes he can fix it himself. He wants to believe...
And Dextera wants to go with him too?]
Then I'll find a way to take you with me.
[That's all there is to it. He's not trembling or anything himself, but his voice sounds like it does a little there, actually. He reaches out to touch his own fingertips to Dextera's cheek, testing, quiet.]
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A fraction of guilt, still, for what he's wanting, what he's encouraging. But far more selfishness, desire. He wants Dextera to come with him, even if it's dangerous, even if things might go wrong, even if Dextera may never get his memories back, or solve that guilt of his own. Guren selfishly believes he can fix it himself. He wants to believe...
And Dextera wants to go with him too?]
Then I'll find a way to take you with me.
[That's all there is to it. He's not trembling or anything himself, but his voice sounds like it does a little there, actually. He reaches out to touch his own fingertips to Dextera's cheek, testing, quiet.]