[Myr rubs his thumb over the too-sharp curve of his Bonded's cheekbone, fond and gentle.]
I think, [softly now,] we ought to give the Coven their room back.
Come home with me? [An offer, not a demand. Even feeling what he does through their Bond, even having just ordered L to avoid his own death, he will not demand in this.]
My dreams have been, [nightmare-haunted, distressing,] lonely, of late.
[Even L's presence in his bed--let alone those dreams--would be proof against the worst of it. He misses it sore.]
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Good.
[Myr rubs his thumb over the too-sharp curve of his Bonded's cheekbone, fond and gentle.]
I think, [softly now,] we ought to give the Coven their room back.
Come home with me? [An offer, not a demand. Even feeling what he does through their Bond, even having just ordered L to avoid his own death, he will not demand in this.]
My dreams have been, [nightmare-haunted, distressing,] lonely, of late.
[Even L's presence in his bed--let alone those dreams--would be proof against the worst of it. He misses it sore.]