Despite her earlier instincts, Octavia followed Lucifer's lead: she grabbed Duke's twitching hand with both of hers.
(If he burned her, he burned her; what did it matter, against the chance to try and get her fingers in between the cracks of whatever this was, over him?)
"I never had to demand anything from you," she said, still shaking her head. "And you put us together."
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Re: Trap! Confrontation! Battle! Deeeeath!
Date: 2025-01-22 01:41 pm (UTC)(If he burned her, he burned her; what did it matter, against the chance to try and get her fingers in between the cracks of whatever this was, over him?)
"I never had to demand anything from you," she said, still shaking her head. "And you put us together."