[And just like the breaking of a dam, the pressure is released and he can feel something flooding throughout his body. Relief...something he honestly can't say he's felt too often in his life. Money was tight--even in his happiest moments he knew he could never truly relax. His mother would always look at him worried that he was sacrificing his childhood in order to provide, and could never get the security of being a child.
She was right.
But for now...in this one fleeting moment, the pain in his ribs and legs ebbs away, and like salve to a burn, he feels it wash himself clean of anything negative.
It only lasts as long as he'd allow it to (a couple of seconds), before his dark heart takes the reins once more...but it was worth it.]
Good. So that's settled.
[And now, with that answer given, he turns to face her, eyes glittering as always...but there's also something different to them. Something bitter, but warm. Like black coffee.]
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She was right.
But for now...in this one fleeting moment, the pain in his ribs and legs ebbs away, and like salve to a burn, he feels it wash himself clean of anything negative.
It only lasts as long as he'd allow it to (a couple of seconds), before his dark heart takes the reins once more...but it was worth it.]
Good. So that's settled.
[And now, with that answer given, he turns to face her, eyes glittering as always...but there's also something different to them. Something bitter, but warm. Like black coffee.]
...The first aid kit's in the closet.