Ah'm nae th' man ah was back thaer, 'Rico. Nae th' Blade, nae th' Storm, nae th' Heart. Tae Deliver yer Soul . . . Ah canna do th' same.
Entreat mae nae tae leave ye, o' tae return from followin' after thee: for whither thou goest, ah will go; ahn where ye lodgest, ah will lodge.
[ Cupping a nest of silken curls that gathered beneath the layered bandages Anderson descended slowly, knowing fully well that his gesture could be ill-received if Enrico had been able to muster resistance.]
Shh. Et's alrigh', 'Rico. Ah'll nae leave ye. Ye 'ave moor thaen mae word...Fer ye see....Ah luv' ye.
[Presses his mouth in full against the younger Archbishop's, cradling him as though he were more than just his fellow clergyman, but his fellow heart.]
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Entreat mae nae tae leave ye, o' tae return from followin' after thee: for whither thou goest, ah will go; ahn where ye lodgest, ah will lodge.
[ Cupping a nest of silken curls that gathered beneath the layered bandages Anderson descended slowly, knowing fully well that his gesture could be ill-received if Enrico had been able to muster resistance.]
Shh. Et's alrigh', 'Rico. Ah'll nae leave ye. Ye 'ave moor thaen mae word...Fer ye see....Ah luv' ye.
[Presses his mouth in full against the younger Archbishop's, cradling him as though he were more than just his fellow clergyman, but his fellow heart.]