[With the hand that wasn't holding Vil's bloodied one, Rook reaches up to boldly brush the tear from Vil's cheek, cupping it with reverence. His gaze is fond, perhaps even a little heartbroken himself--as if experiencing Vil's very emotions as his own.]
Ah, but has he made that decision, or have you made it for him?
[Vil, so beautiful and yet so tortured. Always admired but never seen. Well, at least by most. Returning to his task of healing, Rook pulls a small potion vial from his kit and unstoppers it, pouring it over Vil's wounded hand. The sanitized wound begins to heal rapidly.]
There, now. Monsieur Magicam has had a drop of your poison. Let it seep in, and he shall see how his stomach fairs tomorrow, non?
[No thanks necessary between such good friends. Beaming, Rook puts the first aid kit back together and closes it, jumping to his feet.]
To be allowed to witness such sincerity, directly from your heart...that beautiful sight is more than thanks enough! Ah, I'm still captivated!
[Anyway. If Cater Diamond really does break the heart of his Queen, he'll simply have to hunt him down. Until that happens, it's all simply the ups and downs of love.]
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The following words have a tired laugh following.]
There are many things in my control where I do everything in my power.
Cater deciding I'm worth enduring the poison isn't one.
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Ah, but has he made that decision, or have you made it for him?
[Vil, so beautiful and yet so tortured. Always admired but never seen. Well, at least by most. Returning to his task of healing, Rook pulls a small potion vial from his kit and unstoppers it, pouring it over Vil's wounded hand. The sanitized wound begins to heal rapidly.]
There, now. Monsieur Magicam has had a drop of your poison. Let it seep in, and he shall see how his stomach fairs tomorrow, non?
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I haven't made any decision. I told him to leave... that's all.
[Because he was hurt. Because Vil couldn't stand to see that shattered smile and know it was him who conjured it.
But, if he was honest with himself... part of him didn't expect Cater to return.
His gaze opens again, and his hand flexes slightly as he inspects Rook's work.]
I suppose he shall. Thank you, Rook.
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[No thanks necessary between such good friends. Beaming, Rook puts the first aid kit back together and closes it, jumping to his feet.]
To be allowed to witness such sincerity, directly from your heart...that beautiful sight is more than thanks enough! Ah, I'm still captivated!
[Anyway. If Cater Diamond really does break the heart of his Queen, he'll simply have to hunt him down. Until that happens, it's all simply the ups and downs of love.]