the end is nigh - what a relief

Too late did Sebastian realize what was happening with Tofa. His delayed lunged for the pandalope sent his hands colliding with Aoife's instead. He flushed slightly, awkwardly retracting his hand to watch as Tofa lapped up the attention. All manner of the previously assertiveness that had been switched on faded in the moment.

Between Aoife's revelation and Tofa's interjection, the moment had faded. A more level sense returning as he took the time to listen, allowing her to take his hand and move him as she wished. Tofa gave a huff before stomping away, making herself scarce.

As Aoife explained, Sebastian gave a somewhat understanding nod. Sometimes he regretted not taking that leap, inviting her back with him when he took the crown. Maybe she'd not have the tagalong demon she did now, maybe she'd not have gone through hell alone.

Maybes. Might have been. Could have happened. None of that mattered now. They'd made it through everything life had thrown at them, forced upon them, and were here. Now.

Now was the important. That once maybe had shifted into a reality, more than he could have even imagined.

Aoife... He lifted their hands up, shifting his grasp and placing a gentle kiss on her palm. My heart has never wavered, and I think my head has finally caught up. He gave a light chuckle. He gave her palm another kiss, before shifting that hand onto his cheek and flashing her a smile. Tell me what you want, I'm yours.