[It's the only thing he can think of, looking at the scars; he's seen plenty of them on Nyx's body before, has traced them with his fingers and mouth, but it's different to see them and realize that they're a bargain written out on the canvas of Nyx's flesh, placed there by supernatural loan sharks just waiting to collect their due.
He closes his eyes, lowering his chin a minute. There is no right thing to say; any attempt he makes will only fall flat, rendered disingenuous at best and offensive at worst.]
I wish there were such a thing as a world where fairness mattered. Or where good intentions were enough. I'm sorry I have...so little to offer you, in consolation.
[ He reaches down the bed for Nyx's hand, twisting their fingers together as he adds halfheartedly: ]
You could always argue to the ancestors that your bargain is unenforceable. They neglected to write it down, so it's not legally binding.
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[It's the only thing he can think of, looking at the scars; he's seen plenty of them on Nyx's body before, has traced them with his fingers and mouth, but it's different to see them and realize that they're a bargain written out on the canvas of Nyx's flesh, placed there by supernatural loan sharks just waiting to collect their due.
He closes his eyes, lowering his chin a minute. There is no right thing to say; any attempt he makes will only fall flat, rendered disingenuous at best and offensive at worst.]
I wish there were such a thing as a world where fairness mattered. Or where good intentions were enough. I'm sorry I have...so little to offer you, in consolation.
[ He reaches down the bed for Nyx's hand, twisting their fingers together as he adds halfheartedly: ]
You could always argue to the ancestors that your bargain is unenforceable. They neglected to write it down, so it's not legally binding.