[ Because he had lied to her, simple as that. He never wanted to lie to her, not even by omission or accident, and it would be so easy for her to never forgive him for it. He would walk through fire to get back to her, it's true, unless he couldn't walk anymore.
He reaches up to place his hand over hers on his cheek, letting out a soft breath, selfish relief flooding his features. It's hardly what he deserves but under no circumstances does he want to argue it, either. Losing her, even rightfully, would tear a hole in his soul the size of Bahamut, and it would be one wound he'd never properly recover from. ]
I love you.
[ He has a chance, now, to say it to her over and over again. He'll tell her every single day that he loves her, how lucky he is to have her. ]
And should we ever be separated again, I swear to you, I will find you. I promise.
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He reaches up to place his hand over hers on his cheek, letting out a soft breath, selfish relief flooding his features. It's hardly what he deserves but under no circumstances does he want to argue it, either. Losing her, even rightfully, would tear a hole in his soul the size of Bahamut, and it would be one wound he'd never properly recover from. ]
I love you.
[ He has a chance, now, to say it to her over and over again. He'll tell her every single day that he loves her, how lucky he is to have her. ]
And should we ever be separated again, I swear to you, I will find you. I promise.