[Tartaglia's own head comes down to rest on hers, not caring that the two of them are both soaked, all he wants for the moment is to be close to her and sort through everything that had happened. One thing that he can't erase from his mind is how easily he'd shown his complete affection to that monster, feeling as if no amount of teeth brushing was going to get the awful taste out of his mouth after kissing her the way he did. And for Yoimiya to have to watch, it burns him deeply, with those feelings still fresh in his mind. He'd been so happy, thinking that was Yoimiya, when in reality it was just some imposter wearing her face...
The second was his blade at her throat, and how close he was to slitting it without hesitation. And the third was probably the worst of all, the crystal clear memory of her mouthing "I love you" to him as she began to drown.
His body physically shudders thinking about it, a tiny whimper involuntarily sneaking out of him as his eyes close. The entire experience had been awful, and he's glad to hear how she feels about him. It's something he knows, it's not as if she's tried to hide that she's been happy with him so far, but it'll never be something that he grows tired of hearing.]
...I love you too.
[His free arm wraps around her middle, bringing her in closer to him as they sit there, his eyes still closed. It's like they say, you don't know what you have until it's gone, and for that second underwater he'd been afraid he'd really lost her. It wasn't until he'd completely regained control of himself again that he knew he could still save her, but he'll never be able to erase that image from his head or the pain he felt in his heart when he saw her lifelessly fall away from him.]
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The second was his blade at her throat, and how close he was to slitting it without hesitation. And the third was probably the worst of all, the crystal clear memory of her mouthing "I love you" to him as she began to drown.
His body physically shudders thinking about it, a tiny whimper involuntarily sneaking out of him as his eyes close. The entire experience had been awful, and he's glad to hear how she feels about him. It's something he knows, it's not as if she's tried to hide that she's been happy with him so far, but it'll never be something that he grows tired of hearing.]
...I love you too.
[His free arm wraps around her middle, bringing her in closer to him as they sit there, his eyes still closed. It's like they say, you don't know what you have until it's gone, and for that second underwater he'd been afraid he'd really lost her. It wasn't until he'd completely regained control of himself again that he knew he could still save her, but he'll never be able to erase that image from his head or the pain he felt in his heart when he saw her lifelessly fall away from him.]