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ten is breaking my HEART ;____; ilu2

Likewise, Tenzin's force of will enlightened Lecter, and when he was seen, and in turn laid his eyes upon the form of his friend, he lengthened his stride to arrive swiftly in the monk's presence. Words spoken in a familiar soft tone entered his ears, and he nodded toward the other, but said nothing as of yet, observing that which was before him.

While the snowy man was not overcome with emotion, Lecter could sense the loss that surrounded him. Tenzin's eyes were not guarded, and he soon came to a conclusion that surprisingly pained him, if only for his companion's sake. "Dawa," he murmured softly, but did not finish the thought; he would allow Tenzin that power. While an oppressive sense of departure courted his instincts, Lecter would not know until Tenzin confirmed or denied the implication of the injured woman's name.

"It is good to see you as well," the shaman muttered, leaning forward to press his nosetip against the other's cheek in a rare show of physical like. These days, such gestures were reserved only for Jinx. But Tenzin, though he was not a carnal beast — perhaps he would appreciate the motion.

"I have come to bring you out of this place, Tenzin," Lecter murmured, icewater eyes raised to the soft orbs of the monk. "I will not allow you to disappear, nor live your life out here. You are a creature with perhaps several years left; it is time that you lived these moments in dedication to yourself, not to those around you."

He shifted. "If you do not agree, I will return again and again. Do not underestimate my cunning, monk," the madman finished, a wry smile flitting into life briefly upon his lips.