Back stiffens instantly, not at the Angel's touch, but at visually observing the violent display of someone taking a chunk out of his mistress's arm. Brown eyes illuminate to gold, but he stays, until bidden otherwise.

The violence done, he exhales sharply, relaxing back against the grasp, and further, the wing that folds around him. He knew better. Of course he did.

"I do not need your comfort," his gravel voice returns. "I do not like to see her come to harm."

"I know." Turning to look at the dark angel beside him, he stands. The show was over, and so he had little reason to linger. "Farewell." An even monotone is all he can manage before the black cloud takes him away.

Stands simply stoic, and raises is hand in silence.

His features remain expressionless, though he moves into the hug to return one as a brother might. "I've been bound to another fate," he answers coolly. Upon parting, his glance moves to the goddess afar @VileLoki. "I am hers now."

His hands stay on his fellows shoulders, gold gaze meeting their equal. A succinct nod is his answer. "It has been a millennia past or so, but I chose this. Chose her."

A brief moment of emotion crosses his face, love and longing softening his gaze, and a smile that cracks through cold. There still lives the God from before, hidden beneath that only shows itself for her.

Leaves his brethren @PrimalCrocodile in but an instant, moving to the goddess' side. "I would like to visit again." It's a request, as much as a statement.

"It was sudden. There was little time to inform anyone. I am sorry for any worry I have caused." The gruff monotone remains, though they are sincere. "Thank you, I will give Vile the message of your joy."

Nods his understanding, daring a hand to caress her mismatched locks, before the shadows rise to take him elsewhere.

There was something in him... gratefulness perhaps? Unlike Bast, who chastised him for his decision, or mourned his loss of self, Sobek seemed only to accept him. It warmed him enough to soften the stoic gaze. "Thank you... I... needed to hear that."

Something... he has never considered, but, the possibility has always been present. "Does it please you, to have two of me? As it does when you meet another you?"

The bite of her correction doesn't cut him, he's used to it by now. Understands the ebb and flow of her moods far better than anyone, even herself. "Then it pleases me." A succinct a blessing he can give.

Chocolate hues ascend to gold, were he a proper dog, his tail would wag ecstatically. He lives for that look, among many others; will endure worlds of suffering for a single second of that alluring gaze. He is alive in those seconds... minutes...

I'm a whole lotta woman with a fire in my chest. Up to you if it's a hearth and homely or a destructive inferno.

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℊ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓇ℯ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈~

A treat for the 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑡.

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