Noctisardor Bypass proverbs 28:13

ty both for understanding <3333

amadeo's face was solemn. no, no. we were alone.
he exhales a long, shaky breath, closing his eyes as he presses his face into heda's shoulder. the scent of her alone was enough to calm him, to remind him that he was the one in control here. she did not need to know that half of the lacerations he wore were his own doing.
i-i had gone out to talk to him, j-just to be friendly. and he... the things he said about you, heda, his teeth grind together, jaw tight with the pulse of renewed anger which fluttered through his bloodstream as he thought of it. i knew he never liked me. i can live with that. but he insulted you to my face, you and your boys. and then-- then the arguing got physical. i th-think he broke my arm.
it wasn't a lie, not really; just a different way to frame the story.
i-i don't know if he is going to return.