[The word was meant as a question, or perhaps an accusation— a wonderment, maybe. But instead it comes out like a bird, small and meek and fleet-winged, gone almost before he'd opened his mouth to let it fly. Bonded. What had she meant by that? What had his future self done? Or perhaps it had been done long ago, and he had been running all this time from the truth.
But it is not a thing to assume he knows. He has to ask, to have it spelled out clearly.]
I have never wished to be a chain around your neck. A bond such as the one you mentioned... Is that how you see us? Is that what you truly want?
[It boggles the mind that it would. Passion and love and lovemaking and the good of world, of course. But this was both more and less than all that. This was personal, soul-deep. He had to be sure.]
no subject
[The word was meant as a question, or perhaps an accusation— a wonderment, maybe. But instead it comes out like a bird, small and meek and fleet-winged, gone almost before he'd opened his mouth to let it fly. Bonded. What had she meant by that? What had his future self done? Or perhaps it had been done long ago, and he had been running all this time from the truth.
But it is not a thing to assume he knows. He has to ask, to have it spelled out clearly.]
I have never wished to be a chain around your neck. A bond such as the one you mentioned... Is that how you see us? Is that what you truly want?
[It boggles the mind that it would. Passion and love and lovemaking and the good of world, of course. But this was both more and less than all that. This was personal, soul-deep. He had to be sure.]