[ . . . he just makes a soft noise in response to that before leaning over, closer toward her so that he can press a kiss to the top of her head, gentle]
You had to find a way to protect yourself, instead of letting yourself continue to be hurt... isn't it?
You had to find a way to protect yourself, instead of letting yourself continue to be hurt... isn't it?
[he'll just rest his head atop hers, humming faintly]
... an old myth, I suppose - or it could be truth. When my brother and I were forged, his sword was longer than mine even though we were meant to be created from the same amount of steel - and my smith was imprisoned. So he prayed to the gods to prove his innocence -
And so I was bestowed the power to cut my brother down to equal length.
Tomokiri, they named me afterward - Friend Cutter.
... an old myth, I suppose - or it could be truth. When my brother and I were forged, his sword was longer than mine even though we were meant to be created from the same amount of steel - and my smith was imprisoned. So he prayed to the gods to prove his innocence -
And so I was bestowed the power to cut my brother down to equal length.
Tomokiri, they named me afterward - Friend Cutter.
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