“Thank ye…” They replied, voice still trembling slightly. Even if the world was moving on, they knew that there were still places that were behind. Still people who would judge them. Hell, the media seemed to have it out for their relationship in general. For the two champions who shared their love both for each other and for the man they’d beaten.
“Ah know…an’ ah love th’ both o’ ye too…” There’s a read which spreads across their features. You’re our little champion after all. A smile, more in line with the usual face they show the world. “Jus’ barely, though. An’ ah c’n never beat ye in th’ Tower.”
“Nothing wrong with that, I’m using absolutely different techniques than I did when I battled as a champion. It all just takes practice, and you know I’m willing to train you on that.” He returns that smile, sneaking a quick peck on their lips before chuckling under his breath,
“That aside, you don’t need to be afraid to come to me about these things, I can even make sure you get the right treatments, get you a binder, even help you pick clothing you’d prefer to help pass. Even if you continue to dress as you do, I won’t think any different. You’re still Arien to me.”
