[ Ezell can't help but just... cry. He can hardly see because of the tears that well in his eyes, but he doesn't need to. He can just hold onto Flamebringer like this. In the snowy beach with the crashing waves and the muffled music in the sand, and... it's almost too perfect? What had he done to deserve someone like Flamebringer? He's from Laterano, and followed the selfish ideals for far too long without thinking about the repercussions. He didn't even know Sankta came from Sarkaz to begin with.
... He doesn't understand. What does Flamebringer see in him that he wants to keep Ezell around?
He picks his head up and gently bonks his forehead to Flamebringer's, squeezing him tighter. ] I-I love you. S...so much. I wish... I could put it into words, but... all I can think right n-now is "I love you, I love you I love y-you"...
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... He doesn't understand. What does Flamebringer see in him that he wants to keep Ezell around?
He picks his head up and gently bonks his forehead to Flamebringer's, squeezing him tighter. ] I-I love you. S...so much. I wish... I could put it into words, but... all I can think right n-now is "I love you, I love you I love y-you"...
...Thank you, Flamebringer.