Sacrificed herself for the sake of the world and her kid sister. Spent six months looking after the niblet in the wake of it, because I promised. Because I'd die myself before I let anything happen to her.
And then her friends brought her back. Had barely--a few days to sit with that before I wound up here. Knowing she was back in the world and I'd been yanked somewhere else.
Doesn't feel real. And at the same time, having her here--
But you’re not a monster, Spike, regardless of what others believe. Caring for your beloved’s sister is about the least monstrous and selfish thing one could do, when caught in the tidal wave of grief.
And, for whatever it’s worth, I’d also rather Astarion remain here with me than continue our fight by his lonesome, regardless of the dangers. If that’s a selfish instinct, it’s a frightfully human one.
[ gale won’t do him the disservice of offering to help. they’re alike in some ways, and they’ve surely tried every solution, even as time ticks away. ]
Well, like Nick, Armand returned to us as selkie of some sort and nearly drowned me. Thus making me rather easy prey for another vampire — though my rotten blood served as a reminder I’m not for eating, even before Astarion had a word with him.
And I’ve not had any trouble since, at least. Or ventured forward in time, for that matter, since my jaunt at Christmas.
[that's not what he wanted to hear gale. has august's own silence bought more from his friends, or are the two of them just as secretive? he'd been so blinded by guilt and anger he ignored the signs from gale. he ignored everyone. there is a long pause before a response.]
okay. i'm going to make you a ward.
[somehow threatening...]
glad you're doing well now. you can come to me if you need anything in the future.
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