Blood Seals Everything
Yet the edge of his lip jumped, as if guessing what came next, while muttering something low about not expecting such quick agreement again.
A sound slipped out, low and sharp, from the space at his back. A body moved. The scrape of soles met cold rock, just once. Silence held instead of words.
A small tilt of Leon's head broke the stillness. Quiet movement, nothing more.
A tiny act. Quiet settles. Sure of itself.
As if the pieces had begun moving long before anyone noticed.
Then -
Silence returned.
Far from that tightness lingering in past moments. Nothing like the old pushback, the silent protests scraping against each other.
This one settled.
Heavier.
But steadier.
But this time -
It wasn't resistance.
It was acceptance.
The sort where speaking had become unnecessary.
Slowly -
Rias stepped forward.
