[And you don't have to to do it alone. As often as she's heard those words by now, it really shouldn't surprise her to find herself soothed by them. And yet, Fang still was shocked to find that those words meant the world to her, that callous part of her always ready to strike off alone refusing to let go of its wounds.]
[A hand settled on one of Chariot's wrists, a silent show of gratitude made redundant by the Bond. Fang didn't bother making the Witch promise to never let her become a Shade—if Chariot could feel every bit of dread Fang harbored for it, she would be well aware of what Fang's wishes would be.]
Means a lot to hear that, [Fang murmured. It meant so much more to feel the weight of Chariot's intent behind it.] Didn't mean to get all weepy on you or anything. [Not that she was teary-eyed, but Fang wasn't accustomed to opening up about fear. Fang smiled wryly.] Don't make things easy for you, do I?
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[A hand settled on one of Chariot's wrists, a silent show of gratitude made redundant by the Bond. Fang didn't bother making the Witch promise to never let her become a Shade—if Chariot could feel every bit of dread Fang harbored for it, she would be well aware of what Fang's wishes would be.]
Means a lot to hear that, [Fang murmured. It meant so much more to feel the weight of Chariot's intent behind it.] Didn't mean to get all weepy on you or anything. [Not that she was teary-eyed, but Fang wasn't accustomed to opening up about fear. Fang smiled wryly.] Don't make things easy for you, do I?