A handful of weeks can seem to last a lifetime. Believe me, I know, and I wasn't suffering under constant berating. But we'll mend it all, Sweetheart. It will be well: you and me and us. We'll recover, and then maybe we'll give her a reminder that beasts are predators.
Right now, though, we don't have to talk about her anymore. We can if you want or need, but it feels like something to talk about in person, where I can hold you and comfort you.
We'll get back to ourselves again. Nominally, if not physically, and then - twelve years. That's not so bad when you've got your mate and lover beside you.
Maybe husband, too. I never did get to ask
I'm going to ask! Oh, shit, I'm going to ask!
Might need to get you a divorce. Fucking Regina.
I'll tell you a secret: from where I'm sitting, if we're playing Beauty and the Beast, I might be pretty, but I'm definitely the Beast. Proved it in our forest, didn't I?
...Proved it here pretty often, too. >;3
And you're definitely the pretty one. All those scales. [...] I miss your scales.
You're beautiful now, too, but my god, those scales were gorgeous - and I'm saying this knowing full well you were molting and probably not taking the best care of them when I can recall you, so imagine how you must've looked when I was there to look after you.
1/2
Right now, though, we don't have to talk about her anymore. We can if you want or need, but it feels like something to talk about in person, where I can hold you and comfort you.
We'll get back to ourselves again. Nominally, if not physically, and then - twelve years. That's not so bad when you've got your mate and lover beside you.
Maybe husband, too. I never did get to ask
I'm going to ask! Oh, shit, I'm going to ask!
Might need to get you a divorce. Fucking Regina.
I'll tell you a secret: from where I'm sitting, if we're playing Beauty and the Beast, I might be pretty, but I'm definitely the Beast. Proved it in our forest, didn't I?
...Proved it here pretty often, too. >;3
And you're definitely the pretty one. All those scales. [...] I miss your scales.
You're beautiful now, too, but my god, those scales were gorgeous - and I'm saying this knowing full well you were molting and probably not taking the best care of them when I can recall you, so imagine how you must've looked when I was there to look after you.
Like honey's dripping down your body[...]
Oh.
That explains the honey. Huh.