[It's almost disturbing how easily, even now, they slot into their usual roles. It feels wrong. He wants to argue but he's doing the same thing, Elsword is just better at it. A part of him can't help but feel jealous, sometimes, how much easier it would be if he could just shut his emotions off...
he still swallows them down all the same, shaky breaths to steady his nerves, focus, focus.]
We'll both get out of here. Together. [he refuses to be the last one standing. if all he can do is drag people down... it has to be both.] We're almost there. Just a little further.
[but the lava still rises, and the path is no less treacherous... can they really make it? he has to believe, even if it's completely hopeless. he has to believe that Elsword can make it happen.]
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he still swallows them down all the same, shaky breaths to steady his nerves, focus, focus.]
We'll both get out of here. Together. [he refuses to be the last one standing. if all he can do is drag people down... it has to be both.] We're almost there. Just a little further.
[but the lava still rises, and the path is no less treacherous... can they really make it? he has to believe, even if it's completely hopeless. he has to believe that Elsword can make it happen.]