[ He may not have to, but he certainly wants to. No matter how the deep rooted jealousy is that sits in his brain, or the longing for orders and obsession with rooting out the evil of the world, at Mizuki's core, he is truly a kind and forgiving soul. It's likely that it gets overshadowed by his eldritch nature sometimes, but right now, with Clarke's hands in his, that isn't present. Right now, all he wants is for her to not have to have these worries. To not have to do things alone, as Mizuki has told her so many times before. He understands why she hasn't committed to this, despite her own vague agreement to such, of course. It's hard to change one's mental to such things after being… well, alone for so long, right?
But he really doesn't want anything to happen to her. He doesn't want her to get herself killed or do something reckless that could hurt her, when she's so important, when she's got him here, when she's…
…
Mizuki closes his eyes, and when he begins to sing, his voice echoes with some new, melodic tone that's just as charming as it is haunting. Meant to ease those who hear it into a sense of security, while also giving them a sense of some sort of alertness if they're too careful. Yet, it's Mizuki, so maybe it's not all that surprising. His song, at least, is… calming. Soft. Sung with all the affection he can muster. ]
You taught me the courage of stars before you left, How light carries on endlessly, even after death, With shortness of breath, you explain the infinite, And how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
I couldn't help but ask for you to say it all again, I tried to write it down, but I could never find a pen, I'd give anything to hear you say it one more time, That the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes.
With shortness of breath, I'll explain the infinite, And how rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.
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But he really doesn't want anything to happen to her. He doesn't want her to get herself killed or do something reckless that could hurt her, when she's so important, when she's got him here, when she's…
…
Mizuki closes his eyes, and when he begins to sing, his voice echoes with some new, melodic tone that's just as charming as it is haunting. Meant to ease those who hear it into a sense of security, while also giving them a sense of some sort of alertness if they're too careful. Yet, it's Mizuki, so maybe it's not all that surprising. His song, at least, is… calming. Soft. Sung with all the affection he can muster. ]
You taught me the courage of stars before you left,
How light carries on endlessly, even after death,
With shortness of breath, you explain the infinite,
And how rare and beautiful it is to even exist.
I couldn't help but ask for you to say it all again,
I tried to write it down, but I could never find a pen,
I'd give anything to hear you say it one more time,
That the universe was made just to be seen by my eyes.
With shortness of breath,
I'll explain the infinite,
And how rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.