#damn youuuuuuuu arlo!

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@intothewildsea asked | he wants me. just me

The aasimar would narrow her eyes, her brow knits together tightly as her eyes flicker to that of the man who inhabits the body of the one that they adore. There is almost an audible growl that leaves her lungs, her lip almost curling at the idea of that bastard of a soul laying a hand on Niamh. Yes, she knew it was still Molly's body, but the soul that inhabited their shell now? No. This was not allowed to happen.

"You can't. I know that it's them, technically, but you can't risk that. You can't soil that activity with that." She argues, her brow furrowing as she shakes her head. "You can't go with him...it's not safe. Molly would kill me if I let you go, please, Niamh..." she takes her hand in hers, giving it a tight squeeze. "...I want Molly back just as bad...but there's no guarantee...and I don't want you to lose those memories to him."