Greatwater Lake trying to fit beneath the skin

so we're square...

scarab watches as maegi smiles softly at him and he feels his lips returning it, though his is laced more with relief then anything else. his tail wags behind him a few times in the joy he feels beyond the relief. at least, if nothing else, maegi accepts him for the monster he is and that was something he is loathe to let go of. the end justifies the means. scarab murmurs with a sage nod to her statement. others might not see it so, he knows, but he knows now that he has maegi ...and no matter how wretched he is she won't forsake him to the cold. he likes to think that his stars and suns of his life will feel the same but ...in exposing his truth to them he feels nervous all over again.

maybe...he wouldn't tell them. not right away, at least. this potential reunion had him nervous enough. the uncertainty of whether they were alive does not need to be plagued by the uncertainty of whether they would accept him still despite of his unashamed actions. one step at a time, scarab tells himself.

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