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"we are all good at getting the dirty work done ourselves here." born and raised alongside one another in mass bloodshed, all in the name of bhaal and their cult. there was no one else in the world who knew the art and perfection of murder as the bhaalspawn did, and those who joined them could only hope and pray that they might live long enough to achieve a fraction of the skill of a bhaalspawn. fenris's hands are covered in the blood of his elder brothers, his rite of passage to prove his worth among his bhaalspawn siblings, and fight to keep himself in the position of power he now occupies despite those who envy it and find him undeserving of it. though none have dared remove him from it, no matter how much they longed to be in his place. not that he can picture aekas allowing such a thing to happen when the tiefling refuses to meet face-to-face with those supporting their cause outside the chosen of bane.

who would take over representing aekas in his place if he was not here? aeyarus? or the more laughable option of nick? perhaps that was why she seemed so insistent on tagging along on his business. to bond by placing a knife in his back and claim some accident to aekas and the others. surely it would not be aekas who wished him dead after all fenris had done for bhaal's chosen. everything he had risked.

fenris rounds his desk so it no longer remains between them, his fingers brushing over the edges of it as he walks around to her. "bond over it? why would we need to do that, hm? we share a common cause, that should be bond enough for us."

                A    grin,    so    wide    she    could    split    from    ear    to    ear    spreads    across    her    face    at    the    mention    of    a    next    time.    Of    course    there    would    be    a    next    time,    and    a    time    after    that,    and    a    time    after    that-    all    of    which    she    would    hope    she'd    be    invited.    Never    mind    the    fact    that    she'd    get    off,    wasn't    it    just    nice    to    invite    your    friends    ??    Your    peers    ??    Not    that    there's    an    HR    department    she    can    call    were    she    to    be    left    out.    And    Gortash    wouldn't    care.    Aekas    is    too    busy    doing    god    knows    what.    And    how    would    it    look    running    to    Bhaal    about    it    ??    Like    a    little    rich    boy    running    to    papa,    that's    how.    Instead    she    has    to    reply    on    her    charisma,    her    body    even.    However    she's    almost    certain    he    is    not    the    type    to    fall    for    the    latter    trick.

                Nick's    smile    softens    as    he    stands,    a    hand    pressed    to    the    hard    wood    beneath    her.    Business    of    her    concern,    was    it    not    ??    However,    she    lets    that    little    bit    go.

                "    Good,    I'll    gladly    await    then.    You    know    I'm    quite    good    with    getting    the    dirty    work    done    myself,    Fenris.    Who    knows,    maybe    we    can    bond    over    the    next    one.    "

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Baldur's Gate 3 (2023)

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𝐁𝐆𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

a selection of lines from the various companions' banter quotes (not cut scene dialogues!) from baldur's gate 3. these are generally spoiler free and non context specific so they can apply to different settings and dynamics! feel free to change names and the like to customize the prompts.

“Death can't have me. Not yet…”

“Calm yourself. There is plenty of me to go around.”

“Realmspace is vast. Countless worlds to be mapped, kingdoms to be conquered.”

“I have missed this. The adventure. The danger. The kicking of butts!

“Let me guess - you need something.”

“Such attention.. I never realised I was so popular.”

“Let's cook with fire, baby.”

“Do you intend to vocalise every thought?. Or just the most obvious ones?”

“Wherever we go, ye gods let there be something green.”

“Careful, or I will take your toy away from you.”

“Watch your elders and learn.”

“Perhaps try attacking the enemy?”

“So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence.”

“All the world's my stage and you're just a player in it.”

“The shadows are my friend.”

“Yes, yes, have your fun. It isn't you they're trying to kill.”

“Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.”

“Admirable stamina, yet terrible priorities.”

“Well you certainly have the 'omnipresent' part down, don't you?”

“I am ready, whatever may come.”

“My faith protects me.”

“Need a throat slitting?”

“Death greets us all - but not today.”

“You need my expertise?”

“Can you feel death's cold grip?”

“So many stars, so many mysteries yet to be discovered.”

“Death comes quietly.”

“And I thought we were going to be friends.”

“Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.”

“No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!

“You had my attention, now you have my fury.”

“From silence to suffering.”

“So many worlds out there. You'd need a thousand lifetimes to see them all - more.”

“I hope this is important. For your sake.”

“Let them gaze deep into their own abyss, and wonder just what it is they are trying to achieve.”

“I ought to just burn this whole thing down.”

“We have slightly more pressing matters to attend to.”

“You have still have time to surrender.”

“Every kicked buttock, another step on the path.”

“Weave save me. I can't take much more…

“You are right to fear me.”

“Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.”

“Incredible, to think how many worlds exist beyond this tiny speck within a speck I call home.”

“I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you.”

“I can fawn over my face later.”

“Ready for another round?”

“Keep your blade close.”

“I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere…”

“No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.”

“Battle favours the fearless.”

“Sleep with one eye open, evil. Maybe both.”

“Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.”

“Why do beautiful people taste better?. It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.”

“Oh, calm down. I'm happy to see you too.”

“Just go for the Magic Missile and fire away. Never fails.”

“Still standing, no matter what you heard.”

“Enough waiting. I crave blood.”

“Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?”

“GODS, it's HOT in here!”

“No rest for the wicked, I see.”

“Better to hide than fight, sometimes.”

“Would that I could hide from you, too.”

“Are you feeling lonely, perhaps?”

“There is no right or wrong, only truth.”

“Battle is afoot - you can poke me once we are safe.”

“What good all this ethereal eladrin blood if I can still get pimples?”

“I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.”

“I am armed! Armoured! And entirely sick of your foolishness.”

“Let's have some fun.”

“War is an old woman's game.”

“No rest, be you wicked or wise.”

“I'm getting too old for this nonsense.”

“I would poke you back, but I fear that's what you want.”

“You have my attention - now do something with it.”

“You are insistent, are you not?”

“Do what must be done.”

“Your suffering will be spectacular.”

“Lest I sit down for a rest and not rise again.”

“Better to look evil in the eye. Even if it be very small.”

“I'm not built to crouch.”

“I think I could go another round.”

“Always the same old song.”

“Is perfection too much to ask?”

“Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.”

“So many places to be.. and I chose Baldur's Gate.”

“I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.”

“What is the point, if not victory?”

“Won't last much longer like this.”

“Let's hope the locals are friendly.”

“Let us show them how it's done.”

“Weapons high. Standards higher.”

“Must everyone be so exhausting?”

“What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb…”

“Which way to the nearest library?”

“Now this is my happy place.”

“Who shall I silence?”

“Stop, or die.”

“Wear your scars proudly.”

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he   scoffs   softly,   hand   rising   to   settle   on   one   of   his   hips.   words   on   how   unlucky   he   is,   rest   on   the   tip   of   astarion's   tongue   before   he   bites   them   back   with   a   brief   fall   of   the   smirk   on   his   lips.   eternal   life,   he   supposes,   is   something   to   consider   being   lucky   to   have,   but   as   long   as   it   remains   tied   to   being   cazador's   vampire   spawn,   it   is   anything   but   lucky   in   astarion's   eyes.   what   does   one   do   with   endless   life   if   those   they've   grown   close   to,   grown   to   love   and   care   for,   no   longer   remain?

"hag   fertilizer?   how   inspiring   of   you,   darling."   astarion   allows   himself   to   chuckle.   hells   what   is   this   pain   in   his   heart   in   picturing   karcis   as   nothing   more   than   fertilizer?   "you'll   go   out   in   some   big   heroic   way   i'm   sure,   saving   puppies   and   kittens   for   lost   children."   that   is   much   nicer   to   think   of   than   karcis   merely   being   in   the   ground.   karcis   being   heroic   and   kind   until   the   very   end,   what   astarion   loved   the   most   about   the   tiefling,   even   if   he   would   not   admit   it   aloud.

@arcanedesires asked: It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder. astarion for holy or karcis

                There's    a    hearty    laugh,    his    head    thrown    back    as    a    hand    presses    to    his    chest.    Maybe    for    him,    but    Karcis    could    think    of    many    other    ways    he'd    rather    spend    his    life    than    dead.    His    eyes    find    Astarion,    a    brow    quirking    upwards    as    his    hands    move    back    towards    the    sword    in    his    lap,    running    the    whetstone    along    the    blade    as    he    remains    looking    at    the    pale    elf.

                "    Cold,    definitely,    but    I    wouldn't    be    so    lucky    to    end    up    as    you.    I    would    just    be    in    the    ground,    or    make    some    fine    fertilizer    for    a    hag.    "

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over   two   hundred   years   she   has   lived   under   cazador's   rule   and   a   small   part   of   her   still   fears   she   always   will,   no   matter   the   promises   granted   to   her.   but   cazador   is   dead   now,   something   she   must   constantly   remind   herself   of   as   he   still   lives   in   the   darkest   pits   of   her   mind.   cazador   can   do   her   no   harm   anymore,   especially   not   with   karcis   at   her   side,   teaching   her   love   and   safety,   and   everything   cazador   kept   from   her.

her   eyes   flutter   shut   at   the   feeling   of   his   lips   against   her   forehead,   his   hands   on   her   cheeks.   once   she   had   worried   the   chill   of   her   body   might   scare   him   off   and   send   him   looking   for   a   companion   in   one   of   their   more   living   and   warm   party   members.   she   can   not   imagine   where   she   would   be   without   him,   without   his   love   to   guide   her.

her   hands   rise   from   her   sides   to   grasp   at   his   wrists,   clinging   to   him   as   if   she   fears   he   will   disappear   if   she   lets   go.   the   fear   of   losing   him   is   somewhat   new,   one   she   never   had   to   truly   worry   about   with   cazador   or   astarion   or   herself,   but   her   beloved   karcis   is   not   blessed   or   cursed   with   eternal   life   as   she   is.   this   is   a   different   anxiety   from   losing   him   in   battle,   for   there   is   no   beating   old   age.   "i   do   not   want   comfortable   if   it   means   one   day   i   will   not   have   you."

@arcanedesires asked: I have survived, but I have not been spared. evelaena to karcis

                A    heavy    sigh    escapes    lips,    eyes    blinking    slowly.    What    he    wouldn't    have    gave    to    be    able    to    be    there,    to    protect    her-    he    beats    himself    up    for    something    that    happened    years    before    Brutus    was    even    born.

                Nostrils    flare    in    thought,    large    hands    coming    to    rest    gently    on    her    cheeks,    red    lips    pressing    to    her    forehead.    She's    cold    to    the    touch,    but    he    doesn't    mind    it.    He    runs    hot.    

                "    My    love.    "    He    says    against    her    forehead.    "    You    needn't    worry    about    that    anymore,    for    as    long    as    I    live,    I    will    do    my    best    to    make    your    existence    a    comfortable    one.    "

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his   gaze   follows   the   movement   of   his   quill   between   her   fingers,   a   sour   sneer   pulled   taunt   across   his   lips.   why   must   she   insist   on   messing   with   his   things   every   time   she   visits   him?   "i   would   have   thought   you'd   have   learned   by   not   that   it   is   not   a   requirement   to   invite   you   to   everything,   my   dear,"   he   answers,   sickly   sweet.   besides,   if   he   attempted   to   invite   her   to   every   man   he   killed,   then   he   would   likely   kill   so   few   in   comparison.   after   all,   does   he   not   have   the   same   urge   to   kill,   to   feel   the   warmth   of   blood   on   his   hands   as   she   does?

"it   was   nothing   more   than   business."   who   decided   business   and   pleasure   could   not   mix?   slender   fingers   curl   into   the   palm   of   his   hand,   nails   pushing   into   the   soft   flesh   until   there   are   sure   to   be   imprints   left   behind.   his   head   tips   back   just   slightly   as   she   leans   against   his   desk   to   ensure   he   can   still   meet   her   gaze   as   he   rises   from   his   seat.   "there   are   always   plenty   of   men   who   need   killing   in   our   line   of   work,   i   shall   invite   you   to   the   next   one.   it   will   come   sooner   rather   than   later,   no   doubt."

@arcanedesires asked: Men die. It’s practically what they’re for. fenris for nick

                "    Mm,    yes.    "    Chest    rises    as    fingers    pick    up    the    quill    on    his    desk,    twirling    it    around    between    the    pads    of    her    fingers.    Brows    raise    as    she    tilts    her    head.    Of    course    they    are,    men    die    all    the    time,    women    die    all    the    time...    and    who    was    she    to    be    the    one    to    stop    the    natural    order    of    things    ??    Well,    she    might    by    prematurely    killing    those    who    piss    her    off.    And    how    she    enjoys    the    warmth    of    their    blood    colouring    her    pale    skin-    god,    where's    Kethric    when    you    need    him    ??

                Hand    tosses    the    quill    behind    her-    where    it    lands    is    none    of    her    concern.    Nicolette    leans    against    the    desk,    arms    folded    across    her    chest    as    she    watches    him.

                "    But    when    I'm    not    invited    to    the    party,    it    hurts    ones    feelings,    hm    ??    "

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deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

[arcanedesires]

It was not rare for aekas to feel confused, not since he woke up on the nautiloid with only his name, and this dark urge coursed through him anyway. this, however, was a different feeling of confusion as he could do nothing but watch the incubus cry. had it been one of his companions before him in such a state, perhaps aekas would have known what to do, as he often felt he knew them better than he did himself. aekas was the cause of this, even if it was far from what he had intended in the death of raphael. how many others had he caused such pain to in his past that he could not remember?

"then do not go back to the hells," the words left him before he could truly think them through. part of him cringed as he knew nothing was so simple, while another darker half of him relished in the potential pain that could come from speaking this way. the word auction brought aekas to a pause; he was unfamiliar with the customs of the hells. "my companions and i still have business in baldur's gate. is there somewhere we could take you there? somewhere safe?" it was the least he could do after causing such distress in the incubus.

Tears ran freely over blue gray skin despite their attempt to wrangle their emotions. Normally, Haarlep was an expert in masking. They knew how to hide their true feelings, basing their expressions off the wants of others. But it was as if a dam had broken inside of them. Raphael, their master for the last few centuries, was dead. No longer could he be cruel to them, and while there was relief in that, they mourned the stability, the reassurance of their future, of the future of their little cub.

"Bastards are worthless in the Hells," they spat. White, fiery eyes peeked through black locks to glare at him. "Just as worthless as a fucking pregnant incubus with no master." Suddenly, a laugh burst out, and Haarlep covered their mouth with their hand, as if trying to contain the hysteria that was bubbling up. "I'll go up for auction again, and my new master will either kill it or keep it to mock Mephistopheles." Gods knew what would happen to it then.

[arcanedesires]

Quite an oddity to behold… but not without beauty, either.

[arcanedesires]

You think you can just walk back in here with some stupid quip? On the eve of the master's ascension? I have more than quips. You have no idea what I'm capable of. Go on, 'brother'. Show us what you can do. [Walk to the window, into the sunlight.]

BALDUR'S GATE III ▴ 29/--

[arcanedesires]

baldur's gate 3 starters (part 2)

part 2 / ? .

❝ i’m also worried about me, but i somehow seem to be worried about you more. ❞ ❝ you put the stars to shame. let’s sit here a little while - i want to drink you in. ❞ ❝ i’d tell you not to get in trouble, but i suspect it will find you whether you like it or not. ❞ ❝ well, this seems as good a time as any for me to stop babbling on. ❞ ❝ i just….need some air…clear my head. ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since i shed a tear. i don’t even know how long. ❞ ❝ i had a feeling you’d show up. it��s sort of our thing. like it’s fate or something. ❞ ❝ i do appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's try to restrain ourselves a little. ❞ ❝ if that was an attempt at flirting, i should let you know i prefer the strong, silent type. ❞ ❝ no matter how far you come, you’re still on the road to ruin. ❞ ❝ i thought you a hunter. wrong. you’re prey - small. snivelling. pathetic. ❞ ❝ and what am i owed? what about the injustices i’ve suffered - am i not entitled to anything? ❞ ❝ i can’t help but feel the strangest twinge of disgust as i look upon you. ❞ ❝ i trust that you will continue to remember who is really on your side. ❞ ❝ better a short life built on truth than immortality woven of lies. ❞ ❝ i won’t make excuses. i can’t make amends. but i want to help, if you’ll let me. ❞ ❝ gods, it’s horrifying…and a touch fascinating. ❞ ❝ there are many names for you --- and all of them inspire dread. ❞ ❝ destiny is at your door; won’t you at least twitch the curtain? ❞ ❝ the gravest crimes committed in this world are committed for love. a hunger crueller than bloodlust. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ revenge sounds so sweet until you’ve taken it. then all you have is…no one left to blame. ❞ ❝ some mistakes can’t be resolved with an apology. some mistakes, you have to carry with you, forever. ❞ ❝ you’re plotting something, aren’t you? come on then - out with it. ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ think of all we’ve been through just to get to this moment. that wasn’t luck. that was us. ❞ ❝ feel like i should laugh but i’m just too godsdamned tired. ❞ ❝ there is something i lost…no, had taken from me. i want it all back. ❞ ❝ careful - you’re in very real danger of hurting my feelings. ❞ ❝ one thing i’ve learned - real saviours never label themselves as such. ❞ ❝ less thinking of bad thoughts, and more breaking of bad bones. ❞ ❝ i rather like interfering. it’s kind of my thing. ❞ ❝ evil is evil, even if it once was innocent. ❞ ❝ you know, i've been catching myself smiling more lately. i think that's your fault.. ❞ ❝ oh, i’m no innocent. but evil? you tell me. ❞ ❝ i still want to believe you’re better than that. but even i am having my doubts. ❞ ❝ i can’t afford to lose my nerve. safer to just not think, and keep forging ahead. ❞ ❝ when all this is over, will you stay with me? for good? ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ is there a reason you're always such an utter drip? do you have some sort of condition? honestly, it's like you hate good news. ❞ ❝ all of nature’s beauty pales in comparison to you. ❞ ❝ i can’t save you from yourself. it hurts terribly, but i can’t. ❞ ❝ if i seem suddenly flush with hope and soft feeling, you have only yourself to blame. ❞ ❝ is there good and evil within us all? ❞

❝ i’ve been watching you fight. your skills are improving. ❞ ❝ you know, for all the sense of dread and horror seeping through this place, i really feel quite at home here. ❞ ❝ and you? you’re wholly without vice or sin or the occasional lapse in judgement? ❞ ❝ i wager you don’t even know how extraordinary you truly are. but i do. ❞ ❝ one might say you’re paragon of luck. i’ll be there when it runs out. ❞ ❝ i've always had a soft spot for the confident ones…they always disappoint though. ❞ ❝ i concealed nothing from you. i simply left out the details that were not pertinent. ❞ ❝ you’re an odd friend. but, i suppose, a friend still. ❞ ❝ i won’t let you do this. i won’t let you win. ❞ ❝ you are my puppet. make no mistake. without me, you have no value. ❞ ❝ well, this seems like a lovely little spot. the sense of impending doom aside. ❞ ❝ whoever your enemies are, they have good reason to fear you. ❞ ❝ this place is astonishing, a bard’s tale made real. ❞ ❝ i may not regret my actions, but i do regret that they were necessary. ❞ ❝ experience has taught me that no matter how bleak things look, there’s always hope. ❞ ❝ if this adventure has taught me anything, it’s that there are things in this world more valuable than power. ❞ ❝ a wise man learns from his mistakes, and strives not to repeat them. ❞ ❝ no more hiding things from me. agreed? ❞ ❝ my friend. my companion. i adore you. ❞ ❝ your face is sour. by all means leave, if i am so distasteful. ❞ ❝ careful, it’s dark around here. would be a terrible shame to lose you forever. ❞ ❝ you startled me. i…i was miles away. ❞ ❝ you have to know who i was. you have to know who i really am. ❞ ❝ nothing special, of course. you’re only the first person who i truly care for. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ anything you ask, i’ll answer as honestly as i can. ❞