Smirking. “Who am I killing, my dear?”

And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

“Pfft; you elbowed me in the stomach!” Proceeds to literally elbow him in the stomach now.

“𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝘞𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳.”

“What?” She chuckled, automatically assuming he was joking. “Oh, love… I’m so sorry! I sometimes forget I’m.. stronger than I used to be.” She took a few steps toward him and placed a hand where she hit him, rubbing it softly. “I’m sorry, my love~”

Twirling the knife in her hand, smirking wickedly, “You should know by now that the only thing dear to me is 𝙮𝙤𝙪.”

Ah, she’s relaxed.

the disease was in me. this disease had chosen me because it found in me the nourishment it needed. it would never have been able to live in the healthy, pure, childish mind which other children possess.

“In such a way, Your love is beautiful. But also, to 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 eye? Twisted. To 𝓂𝑒? Astounding.” ╭𝑹𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂

“The virus you put within me found me 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙮 and therefore, I am worthy of your 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝘞𝘦𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘳.”

“Uroboros is actually quite interesting, if you take the time to research it.”

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She loves being picked up by him. “Hey!” She giggles as she’s swooped off her feet, looking up at him with a smile. “Taking me hostage somewhere, my love?”