Shadow Mountain tell me what color the sun really is

A deal had been made, one that she would surely remember no matter how much time was to pass them in life. Until further notice, they both had another entity to claim as their own. It was something new to her, as well as strange, and she knew not how or even if she'd ever fully accept it. Time would tell, she knew, and so she'd decided to leave it alone. Both her decision and the deal had been locked away within the recesses of her mind, stored for safekeeping.

When he'd tugged himself away, she'd flinched, wondering for a fleeting second if her acceptance of his offer would be regretted. And though an apology was given, as well as noted, once again, she'd been unable to disregard his roughness for a second time. Discomfort had turned into a dull soreness, and so she'd needed no further prompting before settling herself down and curling her body against itself. "Rest with me," Asterr had requested, glancing towards him. The journey would be a long one, still, once they were able to leave, and so she needed him to be in top condition.