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He searched her face as if expecting deceit.  but who would she be, we're she someone to taunt him cruelly now? she would be as shallow, crude as that idiot Shalon, or perhaps even worst. but no longer was she the monster she had been months ago. perhaps it was her past, her mistakes, that allowed her to perhaps understand Nico in some way. or perhaps she was growing a soft fool.

when he spoke, she listened without interuption, yet answered without hesitation as he finished. her words were erode down to pure sincerity by exhaustion, and when she spoke she did so without pausing to evaluate her words as she might have done once. "yes, Nico. I do. for you are more then Sargent,  more then your faults. you are Nico, and I care for you. all of you. and though it may be rash and foolish of me, it is how I feel." she stated firmly, a spark returning a moment to her tired gaze.

"I am sure. I promised you a home should you seek it, and I will not toss away those words." his next words caught her off guard a moment. she deserved someone better? how had he come to that absurd conclusion? "No." she answered simply, firmly. "It is not a question of who we deserve. that's absurd. I care for you , Nico. And I will be damned should I leave you to wander these lands alone." she told him with somewhat of an angry vigor. her eyes blazed a moment longer, before fading as she calmed again, realizing her anger foolish. Broken.  a monster.  these things he thought of himself. experiment. stupid bitch. Nico was Nico, and hope remained that he could banish Sargent. For she would never kill him, she swore to herself, and such a promise she would not break.