I listen to his words, loving how his voice whispers across my ears, the feel of the deeper tones across my mind, the weight of them like a healing balm to my soul. I know he hated it, but I could not help such things, this bond between us a more deep emotion than I have ever felt. I watch him, keeping his golden gaze, remembering the same gaze in Capone, in Fathom. I cannot think of them now. It hurts and causes my heart to clench painfully to think I have lost two of our children, two of the only litter I will have. Ellie is around, but she has not been seen and I fear I have lost her to growing up. I am alone, even when crowded in Glorall I am alone. I feel hollow all the time, empty, soulless. "It means the world to me, Devil. " I whisper the words, trying to hide the sad dim in my eyes. I cannot, my defenses and best tricks are down when I am with him. Suddenly, I understand what my teacher told me about such deep bonds. I am glad the fates decided to give me one as strong as I am.

I move closer to him, leaning against him as a familiar friend would do. I must put myself in this place, for I may be his soul, but I do not fully have his heart. I do not belong in that place, and perhaps this is what hurts me the most. I still wonder how he can choose her, when I am perfect for him in every way. Perhaps, it is the imperfection of their bond, the tested quality of their relationship, that uneven partnership that drives him to be so enamored with her. I smirk, nipping at his ear and tugging a bit, wishing to return to a more carefree state, I dance away from him. There is no threat in this season, no need to burden ourselves with worry. No need for guards to be raised. My sterling tail waves in the air behind me as I move, turning to face his dark form with a playful bow, clicking my fangs as my yellow gaze turns light, happy, and at peace. I do not care who he loves, I will be the bond no earthly or mortal force can break. Our souls are the same, two halves of one whole, and really, what could make a better friend? A more understanding comrade, someone to cause mayhem and mischief with, someone I can truly relax and let myself breathe with. No pressure, no limitations, simple, happy friendship.

And i hold on to what got, for as long as i can
And now it's fallen apart in my hand
And it's so hard to understand
It seems like you're here with me
I just wanna see you again