“ you make me feel like i’m worthy. ” (for Theseus)
lets get.. soft
Theseus reaches up, standing on the tips of his toes in order to gently hold Asterius’s face between his hands. There is no time to worry about appearances, how could they in a moment of such genuine friendship. He looks directly into the bovine man’s eyes, and has perhaps the gentlest smile on his face that anyone had ever seen.. had anyone else been around to see it.
“There is nothing you could say that would fill my heart with more joy than it does now. Asterius, my dear friend, you are my partner in combat and companion in death, there are none that could be more worthy than you.”
















