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[boneofsword]

"Archer here."

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[boneofsword]

[Warmth of the touch, warmth of their Bond, the countless times Archer allows himself to share his feelings or thoughts make him unable to hide. Surprise, gratefulness, warmth, and even that protective feeling flows through, with a touch of wistfulness. He'd thrown everything away to follow his duty. To have it offered to him now, while he's still struggling to accept that he deserves good things, is almost too much. But he leans forward, resting his forehead against Caster's, and offers him a honest smile.]

Hm. Like Heaven on silver plate.

[futhark]

[ Cú presses back, feeling Archer's presence with that kind intensity that only Bonds can give. His hand moves to gently slide up his neck, and into the white hair. A tender gesture, until—

He catches Archer's ear between his fingers and twists and pulls at it. ]

You big sap. [ Heaven, huh? Big sap likes big words ] Just don't run away when you see the needle.