[ dextera closes his eyes, slowing down when guren touches his cheek. his emotions are still raging inside him, and it feels like nothing he says will be able to communicate the depth of how much he wants out of the burden of his guilt, and how much he wants to go with guren and leave that life behind. it’s… unhealthy. it’s cruel, it’s mercenary, it’s self-centered. he knows, but he doesn’t care. ]
no subject
That world… will survive without me.
[ more carefully signed, but no less emotional. ]
I can’t survive without you.