[ Oh. His weakness. He actually tilts his head away for a moment, looking miserable. Even as his hand tightens in Dark Cacao's. He's silent for a long moment, before speaking again, voice soft. ]
I need you too, my love. I need you all. I will always need you.
[ He reaches out to pick his souljam up, it's weight unnervingly heavy in his hand, before placing it in Dark Cacao's. ]
But I do not need this. Not while there is a chance it can go to use. What good is power if not for the benefit of everyone? I desire it not, if I cannot use it to truly do what I wish to do.
[ Which is help.
And if Dark Cacao listens through his own souljam, he may hear the tiniest of voices. The faintest of giggles. The touch of Deceit that still lives there. ]
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I need you too, my love. I need you all. I will always need you.
[ He reaches out to pick his souljam up, it's weight unnervingly heavy in his hand, before placing it in Dark Cacao's. ]
But I do not need this. Not while there is a chance it can go to use. What good is power if not for the benefit of everyone? I desire it not, if I cannot use it to truly do what I wish to do.
[ Which is help.
And if Dark Cacao listens through his own souljam, he may hear the tiniest of voices. The faintest of giggles. The touch of Deceit that still lives there. ]