Her expression was open and vulnerable, her voice was soft. (And her pupils blown, and hungry. Welcome to witnessing this side of her, Duke. A sliver of how small she could get when she opened herself up to giving power away.) "Will you take care of me?"
It was a question to both of them. Evident, in part, by how she added to how tangled up they all were by reaching her hand back where it could land... well, somewhere on Lucifer.
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Her expression was open and vulnerable, her voice was soft. (And her pupils blown, and hungry. Welcome to witnessing this side of her, Duke. A sliver of how small she could get when she opened herself up to giving power away.) "Will you take care of me?"
It was a question to both of them. Evident, in part, by how she added to how tangled up they all were by reaching her hand back where it could land... well, somewhere on Lucifer.