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The Titan's crimson eye carefully examined her expressions and body language and he sighed. "Look." he said rubbing his head. "Having him live with the stench of defeat is better than killing him anyway, at least for our ego. We were supposed to be fighting Flail however. Not Ali as we've said before. We hate seeing you upset but this goes deeper than the both of us. This is tradition, this is what makes us feel like we're finally alive again. Combat, being on the edge of death where one wrong move can send you spilling into the abyss. That's living to us. We would say it's everything to us but that isn't quite true." he said standing up and walking slowly over towards her. "Because you're still everything to us."

Scoffing he stated "You knew full well who we were when you got into this relationship. You knew then and you know now what we really are. We tried to tell you deep down we'll always be a monster." he said closing in on her he lowered his head and sighed taking a deep breath before looking back up. "Now, that doesn't mean we're impossible to change. We didn't think we'd ever care for anyone else ever again. At first we just wanted to have sex with you and that was it. Because it was all aesthetics and us being a pig. We actually came to cherish your presence beyond the physical things. We didn't think we'd actually be capable of that again." he continued reaching down to take her hands in his own. "We're still the same man you married fifteen years ago. We're still the same man you fell in love with, we're still the same man who takes care of you and is going to keep taking care of you until the last breath leaves us." he said hoping she'd understand a little more, he however went on to say "But those years were long. Alone. In a solitude we knew we had to do to be stronger, to be able to protect you. What felt like a few years to you, a few thousand to us. In solitude. It's a wonder we remember our own name. And in solitude you lose sight of things. Like how wonderful seeing a special someone's smile is." he finished reaching his other hand up to caress her cheek.

"We don't mean to cause you harm or upset you. But we know we will anyway. For reasons we've already covered and warned you about way back then." he said giving her a slight half smile. "We do still love you, we haven't said that but once since we've been back. We do care about you more than you realize. More than we realize we do. We will continue fighting however, we will try our best to hold off on death. Unless we know for a fact the other combatant is attempting to end our life, then we cannot promise the outcome. You know this." he said hoping to reach some sort of middle ground. He didn't have to kill anyone if they were just fighting, he'd almost rather they live with the shame of defeat at his hands for fulfillment of his ego. But if they intended to end him, he wouldn't be able to stop from defending himself that way.

Yawgmoth grinned. "Well physically it's not that hard to see. You're still just as beautiful and enticing as you were when we first saw you. Beyond the physical you're opposition to us is what attracts us to you. We're open and egotistical. You're to yourself and shy, we love that you're shy. Don't ask why we can't really explain it. We're mean and sometimes cruel. You care and are kind to everyone you meet. Especially to us." he admitted kissing her forehead. "We could continue but your shyness is probably already making you start to turn red."

Chuckling he jested "Of course. After every other method to get in your pants failed we just turned to words. It worked didn't it?" he laughed and put one arm around her hugging her slightly. "So jokes aside. We're fine now aren't we? No more arguing over morals and honor and dishonor and combat semantics yes? Just you. Just us. Just relaxing and being together." he questioned wanting to confirm if they had moved past that so he could calm down and sit and just enjoy her company again.

"No we know, we won't. We're opposites and that makes us great for compatibility and romance but sometimes comes into conflicts with our views on other things. This is one of them. We will work through it though." He said in a quiet tone giving her a reassuring half smile kissing her gently. "So then, now that we have officially kissed and made up, we think we should make other things up. And do more than kissing. Wouldn't you agree?" he asked with a sly grin scooping her off her feet into his great and powerful arms. "Although you'll have to heal this eye first. We'd like to see all of you if we're going to be doing you know, that."

Yawgmoth walked around outside in the early morning in the gardens round the back side admiring the beauty of things. Something he rarely did these days. As he tried to find the peace within himself the raging beast inside was calling for blood already. Living for eons upon eons as a murdering rampaging psychopath didn't mesh well with living comfortably with a woman and love and relaxing. It made his head hurt trying to keep everything in check. Even in his dreams, he was fighting against his nature. Dreams of bloodied skies and bladestorms cutting through flesh and bone. "Life is not easy, eternal life is even harder. We think, you should have made things simple for beings like us...it would make existing so much more...peaceful." he said to no one in particular. "Or maybe, for those like us, more colored with the thick stains of red."