“ i'm tough, ” i whisper.
they nod. “ i know you are. ”
“ i can take care of myself. ”
“ you have, ” they say. “ you still do. you always will. i've just joined in, too. now we take care of each other. ”
now you're getting it. you should try it sometime, your little oath won't last forever~!
( she's then taking on a more serious expression, dead eyes staring into syvis' soul. ) you'll break eventually.
( reflexive step back taken; a hand flying to the hilt of her sword. ) it isn’t even a real person, amaranth. you’d see that yourself if you weren’t delusional.