[She hiccups, fluttering her eyes shut to let the last few remaining tears fall. Mami then sighs, absently nuzzling him, finding so much comfort in his warmth.
It was strange. He felt... solid, real; more like a man than a witch, really. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not, but she could have sworn she could feel his pulse, thumping lightly under her fingertips. The realization that she could practically feel and sense his heartbeat made the young girl flush, shyly burying her face even deeper into him.
[ ... Well, witches come from magical girls, who were quite real. Maybe it's not impossible for a familiar to be real. He might be a witch now, but he's still fairly real. He's a shapeshifter, of course, and he'd been prepared to kill this duplicate body, but...
Oh, well. It's being put to good use. He'll hold her, and he doesn't seem to mind. She will find he smells a lot of flowers and tea. He's very calm about all this, for someone who was trying to kill him not that long ago. It's odd. ]
[It was odd. But it was starting to sound and look more appealing the longer she stayed in his arms like this. She found herself inhaling against her better judgement, his scent slowly engulfing her senses, making her sigh in contentment. The smell was familiar to her somehow... She couldn't quite put her finger on it just yet, probably because it started to make her feel a bit dizzy, lightheaded, like a haze was slowly clouding her mind. Mami welcomed the sensation, however.
And then it hit her.] Black tea... and orange blossoms...
[ Indeed. That haze... that was his power. It was so easy to be whatever the one he was after wanted most, after all. It came as second nature to him, as a creature born of desires and magic. ]
As I am rather fond of both, I don't think it's very surprising. ... Were you not expecting it...?
[ And, gently, he will put a hand on her head, smiling down at her. His words and his touch are so caring; it's not hard to see how easily he's gotten to so many women. ]
... You don't have to go back, you know. That Soul Gem of yours... do you know what taints it easiest? Despair. Unhappiness. Negativity. Being on your own... is a lonely feeling.
[ He talks like he knows it, too. Which he does. ]
Everything... I ever wanted... [She repeated his words, the haze in her mind has completely taken over. All she could think about, all she ever wanted now was him. No one else even matters now. He's got her under his thum and there's no backing out now.
Love... her arms tightened around him when she heard the word. When was it the last she had ever felt that?]
[ ... He will smile gently and embrace her proper. It's okay. She'll be safe here. She can finally rely on someone. That's who he wants to be. The one to be relied on... only... him... ]
I don't intend to, Mami.
[ Really, he doesn't. In his own way, he thinks, no, he knows, he's helping these girls, and Mami was another lonely Puella Magi fighting for a cause that was pointless... wasn't it better to rescue her? And when the time came he'd just kill her instead of letting her become a Witch, a pitiful existence.
Oh, some of them did become Witches... but no, she didn't need that. ]
This... shouldn't be cute. XDDDD
It was strange. He felt... solid, real; more like a man than a witch, really. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not, but she could have sworn she could feel his pulse, thumping lightly under her fingertips. The realization that she could practically feel and sense his heartbeat made the young girl flush, shyly burying her face even deeper into him.
Just what on earth was coming over her?]
but it is
Oh, well. It's being put to good use. He'll hold her, and he doesn't seem to mind. She will find he smells a lot of flowers and tea. He's very calm about all this, for someone who was trying to kill him not that long ago. It's odd. ]
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And then it hit her.] Black tea... and orange blossoms...
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As I am rather fond of both, I don't think it's very surprising. ... Were you not expecting it...?
[ And, gently, he will put a hand on her head, smiling down at her. His words and his touch are so caring; it's not hard to see how easily he's gotten to so many women. ]
... You don't have to go back, you know. That Soul Gem of yours... do you know what taints it easiest? Despair. Unhappiness. Negativity. Being on your own... is a lonely feeling.
[ He talks like he knows it, too. Which he does. ]
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[Even a mere touch of his hand to her hair is making her blush. At this rate, there's no way of her wanting to go back. Ever.]
Staying here, with you... Will it make me happy?
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... I can give you everything you never had, Mami... and all the things you want. I can give you happiness. Company. Love.
[ His smile is... so gentle and caring, like a prince. And he really believes those words... like any delusional Witch believes their mission. ]
You don't have to fight alone, you know. ... Not everything you encounter... is evil.
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Love... her arms tightened around him when she heard the word. When was it the last she had ever felt that?]
Don't let me go yet. Please...
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I don't intend to, Mami.
[ Really, he doesn't. In his own way, he thinks, no, he knows, he's helping these girls, and Mami was another lonely Puella Magi fighting for a cause that was pointless... wasn't it better to rescue her? And when the time came he'd just kill her instead of letting her become a Witch, a pitiful existence.
Oh, some of them did become Witches... but no, she didn't need that. ]