[I'd like that he thinks, but he doesn't answer. Instead Add lets his body lean forward, forehead pressing onto Elsword's shoulder, much like when their roles had been reversed earlier. He exhales the mountain of stress that's been building until it feels like his lungs will collapse. Inhaling the cool air mixed with Elsword's sweat and charred flesh...
it's a disgusting smell, but he somehow doesn't mind it. he's just glad they're both alive.
dwelling on Felicity won't change anything. she'll... be fine.
just let him stay like this. just for a little longer...]
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it's a disgusting smell, but he somehow doesn't mind it. he's just glad they're both alive.
dwelling on Felicity won't change anything. she'll... be fine.
just let him stay like this. just for a little longer...]