"You don't have to. I just wanted you to have her." Roland retracts his hand from the sentient sprites and allows the moment to settle, with Inigo slowly getting more and more used to the higgledy's existence. Their new bond. And what more could he even ask for, anyway? Inigo's story, the trust he's granted Roland...it was up to him now to remember it, to treasure it. It's a sentiment that he can't ignore, and he's already too caught up in his own swell of unexpected emotion that his boundaries blur. The hand that touched the higgledy in gentle reassurance slowly drifts to his chest, as if in pledge. Eyes closing, his voice dipping quieter; an uttered breath from his lips.
"You've already granted me more than I..." Deserve? He swallows down the words. "...Thank you, Inigo. All I ask of you now is to continue granting me the honor of watching you grow. That's all."
Let him continue to play the role he has been given - no. The role he has chosen.
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"You don't have to. I just wanted you to have her." Roland retracts his hand from the sentient sprites and allows the moment to settle, with Inigo slowly getting more and more used to the higgledy's existence. Their new bond. And what more could he even ask for, anyway? Inigo's story, the trust he's granted Roland...it was up to him now to remember it, to treasure it. It's a sentiment that he can't ignore, and he's already too caught up in his own swell of unexpected emotion that his boundaries blur. The hand that touched the higgledy in gentle reassurance slowly drifts to his chest, as if in pledge. Eyes closing, his voice dipping quieter; an uttered breath from his lips.
"You've already granted me more than I..." Deserve? He swallows down the words. "...Thank you, Inigo. All I ask of you now is to continue granting me the honor of watching you grow. That's all."
Let him continue to play the role he has been given - no. The role he has chosen.