Atheline looked at the hand wrapped around his wrist. Really stared at their contrast in colour. He then looked up at her.
Her eyes still carried the deep obsession he had never seen conveyed in her words.
The chaos caused by the elements inside of him had stopped. How naturally she did it.
That alone made something twist inside his chest.
'Just how pathetic must I look'
"... Let go," he said quietly.
She didn't. " You're not stable yet."
Atheline clenched his jaw.
"I didn't ask for your help."
She sighed softly.
"No," she replied calmly," you just came to a place that would kill you and let your core shatter."
That hit harder than he thought it would. It felt as though he were a child being reprimanded for his carelessness.
Atheline clenched his fists.
"I said," he repeated, his voice dropping, " let go."
She looked at him while considering his request then slowly let go of his hand. He staggeringly stood up while trying to prevent himself from falling.
