[Not yet. There is still hope and she will not do anything to try and destroy it.]
Of course. I'll wait until you are ready.
[Even if it never comes, she'll wait. Mira will not push him into doing anything that can be considered harmful and call it caring because it's not in the long run. It's because she cares that she is thinking about her choices now. It's because she cares that she managed to gather her courage and speak to him on how she feels. She will never regret it; for it is better to feel pain than nothing at all. Just like she can feel the loneliness reach out to her, reminded of how he spoke her about staying with him that day. While he didn't say the words, she could feel something along those lines without needing a bond. It's just more intense now as it brushes it against his own.]
['I'll be here.' A nice sentiment. Emet-Selch can't help that flash of humorless mirth that runs through him, a spike of loss that's just as quickly snatched away and shoved back.
You won't be, is his only thought, but he does not say it. But with it in mind, he finally turns back to Mira, expression completely even, despite the grief beneath.
Lifting a hand to touch the side of her face, he leans over to press his lips gently to hers.]
[Funny thing about pesky Warriors like her: they have a tendency to make miracles happen. Somehow they do despite all the odds. It's lucky that the feeling of loss is barely felt, unable to be questioned when Mira catches those familiar lips on hers. She really needs to expect the unlikely with Hades more often as there's a small smile when she returns his kiss.
Hope is an odd emotion, able to swing in both ways. And yet it remains as both Warrior and Ascian share this moment together, uninterrupted.]
[And maybe eventually Emet-Selch would be able to appreciate that impossibility of her again, to fall back into that doomed sort of hope. But until then, there was a kiss, and the brief calm that it brought with it.
Eventually he pulls back, straightening up to regard Mira again.]
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Of course. I'll wait until you are ready.
[Even if it never comes, she'll wait. Mira will not push him into doing anything that can be considered harmful and call it caring because it's not in the long run. It's because she cares that she is thinking about her choices now. It's because she cares that she managed to gather her courage and speak to him on how she feels. She will never regret it; for it is better to feel pain than nothing at all. Just like she can feel the loneliness reach out to her, reminded of how he spoke her about staying with him that day. While he didn't say the words, she could feel something along those lines without needing a bond. It's just more intense now as it brushes it against his own.]
I'll be here.
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You won't be, is his only thought, but he does not say it. But with it in mind, he finally turns back to Mira, expression completely even, despite the grief beneath.
Lifting a hand to touch the side of her face, he leans over to press his lips gently to hers.]
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Hope is an odd emotion, able to swing in both ways. And yet it remains as both Warrior and Ascian share this moment together, uninterrupted.]
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Eventually he pulls back, straightening up to regard Mira again.]
...I suppose we're both committed to this path.
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Aye, it appears to be. And I am willing to see how far it will lead us.