Overture Downs No matter where I sleep

Sorin continues to struggle with the demon in his head, desperately trying to rid her from the fore. He doesn't want to lose the opportunity that he sees before him, so close yet potentially so far as well. His expression is screwed with concentration and pain as the battle rages on in his head. He'll be damned if he lets her ruin him once more.

Eventually he forces her the the recces of his mind, where she waits for another opportunity. His gaze clears as the battle ends, and he returns to reality in time to catch the ending of her reaction to his growls. A pang of guilt and fear shoots through him, for he doesn't want her to leave. It seems strange and foreign to him, but the feeling of wanting to be in her company persists. "It isn't you," he says softly, a wry grin briefly touching his lips as he remembered when he spoke those same words upon this plain only a few months prior. A smile, a genuine smile, seemed to come across her face, and Sorin couldn't help but lose himself ever so briefly. Not only did it make her face lit up, but it showed how strong willed she was. To still display such an emotion, after all she had presumably been through, was impressive to the rugged male.

His own expression lit up hopefully as Liri spoke, offering her company. She tried to turn him away, but Sorin slammed her back to the depths of his mind; he wasn't going to let her interfere now. "If you want the company, I'll give it," he says solemnly.