[ lumine doesn't recognise those eyesβor rather, she does, but not on ajax. that depth, that darkness, that's all childe's. she would know, housing the one person who's stared into those eyes a million times a thousand years ago. and she hates it, the way the light in those eyes seems to have died.
is it still ajax? she doesn't know. if it is, then perhaps not all of him is still him. and isn't this what they were worried about? what she was worried about?
lu, aether's voice cuts through her thoughts and she glances up at her brother, his forehead pressing against hers. i'll try to find a way to get it out of you once this is all over. i promise.
she says nothing once more, simply closing her eyes and leaning against aether. does she have a choice in this?
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is it still ajax? she doesn't know. if it is, then perhaps not all of him is still him. and isn't this what they were worried about? what she was worried about?
lu, aether's voice cuts through her thoughts and she glances up at her brother, his forehead pressing against hers. i'll try to find a way to get it out of you once this is all over. i promise.
she says nothing once more, simply closing her eyes and leaning against aether. does she have a choice in this?
how do we start, ajax? ]