And does it look like that can help warm you whenever it blew out your fire, give you enough strength to go find help knowing that if I did it I may not be able to find you again?
(His words for once was angry. He wasn't the type to be mad with ease unless it truly came down to it due to knowing what happened the last time he was so angry. All with Kaeya's eye, all with what he said. He may not like their similarities but he could not help but be mad.
He wasn't shivering fully, but it was clear the cold was starting to get to him now too despite what he was saying about all of it. He knew he can last if he had a means of warming himself more and yet that part of him that longed for touch was begging him to not repress it again.
Not after it felt her in his arms.)
I am not doing this to get either of us killed! I am not even suggesting that you be the one to eat it if the blizzard doesn't ease because tell me, how would I be able to find you in it?! I'm no fool and I'm certainly not taking you for one.
(Those fire filled eyes of his were so angry, so full of life that he didn't have as of late from his own actions and his own whims stopping him in that regard from living past chasing those who killed his father.
And really he who drove off his own brother.)
If you're so willing to die then so be it; I have no reason to stop you despite trying to keep us both alive, but to think you'd be so willing to reject all of it to fight, snarl, and bare your fangs at me for daring think I should send you to get help knowing I can at least signal you in comparison.
(He really hated being angry if he were honest, it took longer for him to come down when he was and he hated the feeling. The feeling of his blood boiling like it needed him to let out all of it on something.)
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(His words for once was angry. He wasn't the type to be mad with ease unless it truly came down to it due to knowing what happened the last time he was so angry. All with Kaeya's eye, all with what he said. He may not like their similarities but he could not help but be mad.
He wasn't shivering fully, but it was clear the cold was starting to get to him now too despite what he was saying about all of it. He knew he can last if he had a means of warming himself more and yet that part of him that longed for touch was begging him to not repress it again.
Not after it felt her in his arms.)
I am not doing this to get either of us killed! I am not even suggesting that you be the one to eat it if the blizzard doesn't ease because tell me, how would I be able to find you in it?! I'm no fool and I'm certainly not taking you for one.
(Those fire filled eyes of his were so angry, so full of life that he didn't have as of late from his own actions and his own whims stopping him in that regard from living past chasing those who killed his father.
And really he who drove off his own brother.)
If you're so willing to die then so be it; I have no reason to stop you despite trying to keep us both alive, but to think you'd be so willing to reject all of it to fight, snarl, and bare your fangs at me for daring think I should send you to get help knowing I can at least signal you in comparison.
(He really hated being angry if he were honest, it took longer for him to come down when he was and he hated the feeling. The feeling of his blood boiling like it needed him to let out all of it on something.)