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[song_tra_bong]

Room M16 is oddly quiet.

Just a faint click

click

click coming from the bathroom.

From the shower stall. It was the smallest place she could find with a door that shut all the way.

She's sitting on the floor of the shower, knees tucked to her chest and pistol in hand, flicking the saftey on and off. She's got no plans to be dramatic and blow her brains all over the wall in desperation--the weight of the gun is just...comforting.

She's not looking for visitors tonight, though had she been thinking more clearly she would have remembered to lock her door.

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[ten_of_swords]

Being a lover does not necessarily mean he is in love.

He would deny loving anyone.

His thumbs brush away tears as he continues to kiss her, and then he pulls back enough to ask--

"We can simply sleep, as we have done before..."

[song_tra_bong]

What you deny and what's true often overlap.

She nods, drawing one more gulping breath.

"Please."

She doesn't want more than that tonight, just to not be alone. And if he's the one who'll stay, then so be it.

[ten_of_swords]

He nods.

Carefully, he stands, removing his clothing, then tenderly undressed her. He turns out the light, turns down the bed, then crawls in.

Ruin draws Mary Anne against his body, spooning her from behind, lips pressed to her shoulder.

"Amor animi arbitrio sumitur, non ponitur."

He rubs at her belly with his thumb.

"We choose to love, Mary Anne. We do not choose to cease loving."

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She rolls onto her other side, tucking her head beneath his chin and hiding her face.

She laughs raggedly against his skin.

"I really am going to have to learn Latin, aren't I?"

And as for his other comment, well, she's knows it's true enough.

[ten_of_swords]

He chuckles, the sound low in his chest.

"It's the language I knew first."

The blankets are pulled up and his hands clasp in the small of her back.

"Try and sleep. You're not alone."

Even if I am not the one you wanted.

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"Ah, that explains it."

She closes her eyes.

"Thank you...Good night."

It doesn't take long for her breathing to even out and then she's fast asleep.

Not what you wanted but what you have. Reconcile.

[ten_of_swords]

Settle.

Coira had settled on him, too. He hadn't been the love of her life, even if she had never treated him badly.

But no one can truly love Ruin.

And Ruin can't truly love anyone...

[song_tra_bong]

settle

reconcile

Close, but not the same.

She has no intention of settling. But to come to terms...

Maybe love's not what either of them need.