ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ 𝑨͟𝒍͟𝒊͟𝒔͟𝒕͟𝒂͟𝒓

if you could 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 my 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 , you’d be in 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 .

He nods rapidly, smile widening. What better way to bond than cause a little chaos together? 〝 What will we do first? There must be so many opportunities. 〞

ㅤ ཉིཾ I've lost love, lived with shame. I was humbled by my fall from grace. ཉྀㅤ

His eyes light up and a quiet squeal follows Aisling's words. Or, an attempt at a quiet squeal, it's still a bit loud. 〝 I could never get tired of you being around, we can do so much. Have so much fun. 〞

〝 Too good to be true, unfortunately. 〞 His head tilts, curiosity piqued. 〝 Good news? Do tell, I love good news. 〞

Leaning a little closer, eyes squinted. He hums, offering a smile. 〝 I still like it. If only there were a way to summon me to your side, I'd be there at the snap of your fingers. 〞

〝 Did you miss me as much as I missed you? 〞 He leans into his side, head turning to try to get a good look at his hair. 〝 Has it? I'll have to add that one to my mental notes. 〞

He did. Of all promises Asmodan's been given, he's glad this one specifically was fulfilled. 〝 It's nice to have you near again. 〞

Asmodan's missed him too, he's been wondering if it was work or a hungry beast that took him away, but he did have hope that he'd return. Squeezing him ever so gently.

Aisling! Slipping an arm around him, he will comfort him through the aches and pains.

〝 Then I'll make sure it's something nice and easily portable. 〞 The moment is gentle enough that Asmodan feels he can sleep here tonight, even if it's probably a bad idea.

〝 Good, let's try to keep it this way, then. We will forever remember one another. I'll get you something to keep in your pocket, just in case. 〞

〝 Gods, please never forget me. 〞 He wouldn't be able to bear the thought. It's too warm by his side for Asmodan to ever be okay with all of this going away. 〝 Need I make myself unforgettable? 〞

〝 No, I don't think it's strange at all. 〞 To feel so close to some is comfortable. The arm around Aisling's body squeezes once more. 〝 I don't think I'll ever forget a second of any moment I've spent with you. 〞

〝 Oh? I make you feel all warm and soft? 〞 He laughs so quietly, it's almost like a whisper. 〝 It's okay, I understand the feeling. 〞

〝 Careful, gentle.. like you're standing in a glass room, trying not to shatter it. Am I thinking too much about it? 〞 His eyes close, finding peace in the moment. Maybe he is a little dramatic with his words, but he is a bard.

He hums, his smile becoming much more gentle. 〝 I like the way you say my name, it sounds .. I don't know if there's actually a word to describe it. Careful, maybe. 〞

He nods, then leans his head against the other's shoulder. 〝 You know, I do believe I would. 〞