Richard was good at that, too. Looking at him, both trying to breathe in unison, Ignacio closing his eyes and breathing in, breathing out, breathing in, breathing out--
Sadie was always honest, and it pulled him away from his thoughts when he realized what she was being honest about. He should have known that she planned to get closer to him again, and that what she planned on doing might have necessitated that. He needed to remember what he himself had said: people like Pendour were necessary for this war they had all been forced into. Someone championing that peaceful approach was important for a multitude of reasons. It reinforced that it was compatible with their side, it reinforced that they were a safe space, it reinforced that they weren't like ********, though. The concept of her getting closer to Faustite twisted his heart a bit. Who of who he knew wasn't in danger from him?
"... Be careful, alright?" He could tell she was set on it, considering she was trying to comfort him in her state. "I know you're witty and got tricks! I just don't want you to be the next one I find with your neck under his foot."
He had been through enough, himself. Didn't want other people to go through it.
"I see my house, lemme dehenshin," Encke braced himself for what was going to feel like a sudden weight shift, dropped his guise, and continued forward after a few moments with Sadie in his arms as Ignacio, this time.
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