[ He should have said something earlier but… He sighs, part frustrated at himself, but mostly… apologetic. His hand tightens around Day’s. ]
It’s so rare, that I didn’t even think to bring it up - before. It’s not that I forgot, obviously. Just… You know. I still should have said something earlier.
[ He can’t remember the last angel or demon who died in such a way. That’s how rare. ]
But… yeah… that’s what I’m saying. At the very least, forgetting you will change me in some way.
[ He squeezes Ginger's hand back, carefully, then he tries to rub his thumb against it, like Ginger had done for him earlier. ]
I ain't mad or blamin' you, for the record. What were the chances of you meetin' some guy who's fated to be forgotten by the world? [ Said dryly, in the kind of tone of someone who just knows that somewhere, fate is laughing. If the stakes involved weren't "Ginger's life", he'd find this ironically funny. ] If anythin', I wouldn't be surprised if you got mad with me instead. [ Because through sheer accident, Ginger's crossed paths with someone who's a potential threat to his life just by existing as is. ]
...I do have some— [ he can't really call it good news yet, he guesses, ] —better news. That I was gonna tell you anyway, but this kinda makes it more relevant. [ Funny how things turn out. ]
[ A beat. ]
And a kinda messed up thought, but maybe one you'd get, 'cause of the whole possessiveness. [ Which is something he's willing to voice only because he trusts Ginger, and hopes Ginger trusts back about as much. ]
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[ He should have said something earlier but… He sighs, part frustrated at himself, but mostly… apologetic. His hand tightens around Day’s. ]
It’s so rare, that I didn’t even think to bring it up - before. It’s not that I forgot, obviously. Just… You know. I still should have said something earlier.
[ He can’t remember the last angel or demon who died in such a way. That’s how rare. ]
But… yeah… that’s what I’m saying. At the very least, forgetting you will change me in some way.
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I ain't mad or blamin' you, for the record. What were the chances of you meetin' some guy who's fated to be forgotten by the world? [ Said dryly, in the kind of tone of someone who just knows that somewhere, fate is laughing. If the stakes involved weren't "Ginger's life", he'd find this ironically funny. ] If anythin', I wouldn't be surprised if you got mad with me instead. [ Because through sheer accident, Ginger's crossed paths with someone who's a potential threat to his life just by existing as is. ]
...I do have some— [ he can't really call it good news yet, he guesses, ] —better news. That I was gonna tell you anyway, but this kinda makes it more relevant. [ Funny how things turn out. ]
[ A beat. ]
And a kinda messed up thought, but maybe one you'd get, 'cause of the whole possessiveness. [ Which is something he's willing to voice only because he trusts Ginger, and hopes Ginger trusts back about as much. ]