[It's already been a couple days since he spoke with Ion. Peony had wanted to wait until the last traces of anything from Lupercalia faded away to speak with Arietta to ensure neither of them were under the influence of anything at the time. The poor boy must be sick with anxiety waiting for him to do it. But... if this is what it takes for her to accept things, then they'll just have to manage.]
All right. For a little while should be fine.
[Here's to hoping Ion doesn't worry himself sick in the meantime, and that seeing him doesn't keep tearing her wounds open.]
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All right. For a little while should be fine.
[Here's to hoping Ion doesn't worry himself sick in the meantime, and that seeing him doesn't keep tearing her wounds open.]