interminal:
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Wait, no, I was fucking around. I know I’m a coward, but you apparently don’t. What happened to the Grig who was chomping at the bit to accuse me of running from something, or hiding from my feelings, or whatever your game was?
“Do you want me to be cruel to you? There are things you run from and things you deny, but ‘cowardice’ is not something I’d accuse you of. Your partner is a man that can transform into a creature that terrifies you - or did at one point. Would a coward make efforts to get around that fear for the sake of the man he loves?”











