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[claritatis]

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[dedikated]

... This is insane.

( She mutters more to herself than to him, head bowed towards her chest in thought. What hasn't Hadriel changed about her life and self in these few years? Now even the one fundamental belief she'd had — that once it was all over, life would go back to normal, without any changes — seems to be crumbling.

He's not the only one who doesn't want to give this up. None of this had been part of her plans, her assumptions of how returning to Hadriel would go or what she would end up feeling for the young man trying to make heads or tails of the new world he's been tossed into. But going against those assumptions made her happier than she can remember being for... well, perhaps ever. He's given her countless reasons to try, to relax, to not get out of bed at the crack of dawn, and losing those things — that smile, the gentle grip of her hands, kisses pressed to her knuckles — is something she'd resigned herself to, the same way she'd resigned herself to a lifetime of working at The Agency.

And that thought? When she's ten years away from that place, with a clinic of her own and a whole new skillset? That's the final chip at the cracks in the wall of fear which has her resisting.

This, undoubtedly, is absolutely insane. She has no idea how she's going to explain any of Hadriel to her friends in a way that doesn't have them worrying for her sanity or drinking habits. But this makes her happy. He makes her happy. And the kind of happiness he gives her is something she's never been able to find back home. )

... Alright. ( The answer comes in an exhale, the release of so much weight, the undoing of a knot in her chest she'd barely noticed. ) Come home with me.

( Four little words which almost leave her dizzy as they leave her lips. )

[claritatis]

[It is insane, he can't deny that, yet when has anything about their life together been normal? Meeting here, when they never should have been aware of one anothers existence. Somehow falling in love against the odds, through separations of space and time, through separations of years... His feelings for her have never changed, and he might even say they have grown stronger with his own age, once his memories of her had been fully regained.

Even now, this time and place that they choose to talk about this, is utterly insane. Of course they would choose now.

He doesn't expect too much of a fight against his suggestion, and he doesn't get one. She gives in, and Ignis can't stop the bright smile that flashes over his features as he slips an arm around her to pull her in close to him and kiss the side of her head.]

You won't regret it. I promise you that.

[And neither will he. Eos holds little for him now that would be better than being with her, wherever she is. If he thought she would agree, he would have invited her to come back with him instead.]

But we can speak of it in more detail later. When this is over.

[dedikated]

[ Ah, of course.

There's still a war outside. ]

Hold you to that.

[ But for now? For now she'll hop off her perch and offer a hand with a brush of fingertips against the back of his, reach for weapons and breathe in. It's time to push the future aside and concentrate on surviving the present. ]