Hideaway Strath I tell myself you don't mean a thing

So the two were of a similar background. Not surprising, really. Both came from a chaotic and brutal family; that was nothing new to him. Love seemed rare when it came to families... from what he knew, anyway. 

"But I think it is because I know the absence of love, that I am able to give it..."

New words to taste. A different view to render. Maybe if he attempted to think a bit less on the negative, he could focus more on the positive.

"Will you try? Despite everything?"

He wouldn't say no. Indeed despite everything, there was a part of him that wanted to believe he could love and raise a family. Especially with Fury. Only with Fury. He'd decided the moment he confessed his heart to her.

For you, I will. The hound promised, lifting the corner of his lip into a sideways, half-ass smile. For him, it was something, rather nothing. If this way the way he could better prove himself worthy of her heart, so be it.