[ dextera just wonders who among the three of them will break first. they’re all delicate in their own ways, and they all three cracked a long time ago. the archangel has the illusion of control now, but that will only last as long as dextera lets it—and dextera might not be able to maintain it for much longer, either.
saying that, though, is like admitting a loss. so he keeps it to himself, just as sinistra has his own secrets. ]
[ It's a fair concern. Cohabitation with the Archangel is hazardous for both of them. Sinistra wants to be strong against his whims, but he has more weaknesses than he cares to admit. There are marks and bruises on both of them from fighting. It's a constant stand off with the occasional faltering from Sinistra when he's needy, lonely. Moments he's ashamed of later.
He knows his brother also teeters on the edge of two extremes. It's three bodies, balancing each other, doomed to fall the moment one missteps.
He holds tighter to his brother. ]
Ah... of course. I have a lot of time to make up for. To learn to be a good older brother for you.
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saying that, though, is like admitting a loss. so he keeps it to himself, just as sinistra has his own secrets. ]
I will try.
[ his quiet, almost childish voice. ]
Thank you, brother.
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He knows his brother also teeters on the edge of two extremes. It's three bodies, balancing each other, doomed to fall the moment one missteps.
He holds tighter to his brother. ]
Ah... of course. I have a lot of time to make up for. To learn to be a good older brother for you.