[He motions her into the kitchen, taking out eggs and flour and other things...]
Don't freak out.
[There's a sigh, and he turns to face her, removing his mask and sunglasses. Instead of the lavender eyes he'd been born with, now his eyes are a bright, bloody red, pupils glinting gold.]
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Is something wrong?
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Don't freak out.
[There's a sigh, and he turns to face her, removing his mask and sunglasses. Instead of the lavender eyes he'd been born with, now his eyes are a bright, bloody red, pupils glinting gold.]
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No.
[He puts the knife on the counter in front of her.]
Just in case shit happens.
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What?
[she is so confused.]
So your eyes changed? Is it because of some kind of weird Blessing or something? And what's the knife for?
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[He's coming closer with every fragment of the sentence, looking haunted.]
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Um.
I just finished looking at all the ones I have a little before you messaged me.
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Look at me. [He's going to look over her, see if anything's changed so obviously like his eyes.]
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[He reaches for her-- to draw her into a one-armed hug.]
What if I hurt you next?
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Is that what that knife is for? Are you saying you want me to use it against you if you try something bad?
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I'm a lot stronger than you.
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But... if I just let you kill me, that would hurt you even more. Right?
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[she buries his face against his chest for a moment before speaking again]
I don't like it, but I promise I won't let you hurt me. To be honest, I really don't want to be stabbed again anyway.