[Mephisto opens his hands to hold hers, but stops short as she takes hold of his wrists. Even now, she feels so small compared to him, far more fragile than the rest of the human lives he's come to treasure. He'd written once that if Riley could be eaten alive by this place, then Christine had one foot in the mouth already.
It's truer than ever, now, and that fills him with terror.]
We've saved one another, then. [Maybe not wholly, they're still here after all, and Mephisto doubts that these few weeks of kindness make up for what he's done for centuries in the grand scheme. Right now, though, in this moment, it's true enough.]
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It's truer than ever, now, and that fills him with terror.]
We've saved one another, then. [Maybe not wholly, they're still here after all, and Mephisto doubts that these few weeks of kindness make up for what he's done for centuries in the grand scheme. Right now, though, in this moment, it's true enough.]
I won't go anywhere, Christine. I promise.