[ It's all very dramatic, an invitation now no longer simply hinted at but actively implicit, an invitation to be part of a force that reached out to others - tempting, so very tempting as a way to perhaps wash off the stains on his hands -
- and yet, it would never wash the curse entwined into his very genes. ]
Thank you, for offering. [ A path that spelled possibility, yet one that his heart would not let him accept. ] I do not believe I have the right to accept this, for now. Perhaps in the future, I may earn it yet.
[ It's not a refusal, but it's not an acceptance either; mirrored in how he keeps pace with Sion but still half a step behind. ]
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- and yet, it would never wash the curse entwined into his very genes. ]
Thank you, for offering. [ A path that spelled possibility, yet one that his heart would not let him accept. ] I do not believe I have the right to accept this, for now. Perhaps in the future, I may earn it yet.
[ It's not a refusal, but it's not an acceptance either; mirrored in how he keeps pace with Sion but still half a step behind. ]