[Marco hums at the kiss, closing his eyes for a brief moment of peace. As it fades, though, his face takes on a somber look.]
It didn't really do much good in the long run. I suppose the thought was-- It was a good thought, but it didn't work out. She's still doing her thing, her things.
But it was a sign. It was showin' we weren't goin' to take it lyin' down, that we would fight back if we could. That's still important.
[He regrets a lot about what happened wit the Obelisk. He regrets that it didn't make a bigger dent, that it set those spirits loose on people who didn't deserve it, that Gregory 2 wasn't salvageable. But he still considers it a net gain because he has to. He needs it.]
And it got us these, didn't it?
[He holds up his left hand, where the circuit ring marking glows bright against his skin.]
That's true. [He smiles fondly; it's hard to argue with that. Of course, this isn't about priesthood - as helpful as its boons can be - but about a symbol of their bond. It's kind of cute, every time he thinks about it: the image of Elias putting on a little pretend wedding for them...
He isn't quite bold enough to suggest it right now, but sometimes he finds himself hoping they get themselves a real pair of rings - and not just because they would look very pretty.]
[Fiddleford would be lying if he said he hadn't thought about the very same thing. Moving in with Marco, in his mind, was as good as a declaration of intent to marry the man eventually. They just... well, they just need to find the right time, and it's so hard to find the right time for anything in Ryslig.]
Me too. Honestly just havin' you here with me still is enough of a present. You don't have to worry about one.
[Wouldn't that be grand? The Ryslig Peninsula, saved. Everyone, freed. Himself, redeemed. He couldn't say he did it for Fiddleford, sure, but he could say he couldn't have done it without him, because it's true.
Happiness and freedom are so close. So close.
He gives Fiddleford an affectionate kiss on the cheek.]
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It didn't really do much good in the long run. I suppose the thought was-- It was a good thought, but it didn't work out. She's still doing her thing, her things.
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[He regrets a lot about what happened wit the Obelisk. He regrets that it didn't make a bigger dent, that it set those spirits loose on people who didn't deserve it, that Gregory 2 wasn't salvageable. But he still considers it a net gain because he has to. He needs it.]
And it got us these, didn't it?
[He holds up his left hand, where the circuit ring marking glows bright against his skin.]
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He isn't quite bold enough to suggest it right now, but sometimes he finds himself hoping they get themselves a real pair of rings - and not just because they would look very pretty.]
... I'm glad we're doing this together.
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Me too. Honestly just havin' you here with me still is enough of a present. You don't have to worry about one.
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[Wouldn't that be grand? The Ryslig Peninsula, saved. Everyone, freed.
Himself, redeemed.He couldn't say he did it for Fiddleford, sure, but he could say he couldn't have done it without him, because it's true.Happiness and freedom are so close. So close.
He gives Fiddleford an affectionate kiss on the cheek.]
Thanks, honey.