Two Rivers Isle he [m]et a girl who wore versace

i came out here to get away from you.

that stings. he hesitated for a moment, digging his claws into the dirt. god, that hadn’t even crossed his mind. she had isolated herself just so this wouldn’t happen and then he came. he ruined her. he ruined minori. he ruined the future.

she spoke some more. his lungs deflated when she went on about the future and the prospect of bastard children. in all honesty, he didn’t know how they’d make it through this, or if that was even possible. but goddamnit they had to figure it out for their own sake.

he dances around her question. “it won’t be a burden.” lies. lies. lies. “as long as we keep quiet about this, no one will find out. everything will be fine.”

he sighed heavily again. “if you do get pregnant, it’s a rouge’s kid ok? i was never here.” he looked down and whispered through clenched teeth, “hopefully it won’t come to that.”