"I didn't say it was the smart thing, but it is the right thing."
With stiffened at those words, his head snapping up at the ceiling as cracks started to spider-web across the stone. Without warning his form changed, forgoing the usual smoke and sparkles, his legs longer for running, his arms thicker for strength, his eyes sharper and constricted to see better in the dark.
Wings spread out to knock away the falling debris, and the once white-haired creature grit his teeth, his hand shooting out before he realized what he was doing.
He gripped the Hikari boy’s arm tight and pulled him back harshly, shielding him under the wings–a form he could call his own.
“You’re going to get yourself killed!” He snapped, “Gyah, the one time you don’t listen to your head–!”
“Doing something this dangerous–are you out of your mind?!” Intense red eyes glared down at the Creator, veiled by feathery black hair like wispy shadows, “Even if it’s the right thing… do you really think this is what he would want? He would never ask you to sacrifice yourself–he’d find a way for both of us to live!”
