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[chrisisofaith]

He's quiet while they walk, while she seems to think his words over and he, in turn, thinks over her words. How she's never felt trapped quite like that. He hadn't considered it before, but it was true to a degree, wasn't it? Part of her fear of going home lay in losing who she'd become. Who she'd found with the freedom to simply be here. She had more freedom as a dominant, sure, but beyond that she was clever and resourceful and could make it work for her in a way Chris isn't even sure he could manage if their designations were switched.

He pushed against everything around him, where she flowed to fit the crevices and wear them like a crown. If she'd been the one to turn into a siren, she would have made that work for her from the start as well, he was sure.

"No, I can talk as normal, just...comes with an odd sort of echo to it, like my voice has more sound to offer and no where to put it. Although, if you mean 'can I speak in my head to other people' then no, that's just through the songs and I don't have much control over it. It's like...an impression of thoughts through the songs, as opposed to actual words." He shakes his head. "I'm likely not doing it justice, but it's a little like trying to explain walking to someone who's never done it before, it's just something I learned I could do."

If he ever meets a siren expert here, he'd definitely be picking their brains about it.

[rogueinladysclothing]

It sounds beautiful and she can understand why stories call the songs of sirens hypnotic. She's felt that pull, but the way he explains it makes it truly make more sense. Now she has to wonder how many fall prey to these creatures back home, whether to pleasurable ends or terrible ones doesn't really matter. Her curiosity wants to know all.

"Thoughts and feelings through song that don't require words," she muses, a small smile on her lips. "It suits you. Many things about the sea do, but this above many other things feels right for you." A creature of beauty and death, of feelings too big to get out without help. Chris is many things and she'd never have chosen this for him, but now that it's a part of him she can't imagine him without it.

"It's all right if you're not getting it across well. I've experienced some of it already, and someday I hope to know it again so I can understand it even better." She squeezes his hand gently. "I could no sooner explain how or why I do or experience certain things. What you've offered is plenty, I promise."

[chrisisofaith]

He squeezes her hand back and then, after another moment, brings it up to kiss the back of it in quiet thanks.

"Some day I'll show you...but thank you...for trying to understand for now. Gods know you didn't have to and I'd not have blamed you."

They're not too far from their homes now, a few more blocks and Chris feels...lighter. It's still complicated, maybe not entirely healed...but better to talked out. Maybe more what he'd been hoping for a year ago, but neither of them were good enough at words to figure that out.

"If you think of anything else you might need from me...to help, even if I can't fix...promise you'll let me know it."

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[rogueinladysclothing]

That small kiss makes her heart soar. He didn't have to be so gracious about any of this, yet he does so now that they've talked through this and made more space for themselves to feel everything that happened. It was difficult, but she's so grateful for this time with him. She smiles warmly at him as he speaks, choosing to listen and think before they finally come to a stop at the edge of Marzipan Terrace's yard.

"I will tell you if I think of anything, I promise." She turns to him and lifts her free hand, brushing her fingers across his cheek as she tips his face to allow her to kiss his forehead. "Thank you for being here with me, Chris. I love you so much, and I'm glad we had this."

Slowly, she withdraws and gives his hand one last squeeze before turning him toward the door and letting go. "For now, I ask you rest and focus on yourself. Our mage will be there for you if you need him, and I'm but a message and short run away if you need me." She nods to the door. "Go, my cleric, and know my heart is with you always. We'll see each other again soon."