[ Barbatos wished he could shield this moment away from the rest of the world. Nature witnesses two Archons at a compromise, one that does satisfy Barbatos more than words could explain. Sadly, it also plants seeds he cannot harvest. Never his specialty, why would that change now?
He is kind in these moments. To let the idle twitch of his fingers - so slight it barely moves a stray bit of his hair – comfort Morax beyond the way he may ever ask for.
Barbatos' wings settle defensively around both of them as he just ...is.
There is nothing else they needed to be but in this moment. With his own eyes shut, his hand grows less tense and perhaps Morax can feel that.
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He is kind in these moments. To let the idle twitch of his fingers - so slight it barely moves a stray bit of his hair – comfort Morax beyond the way he may ever ask for.
Barbatos' wings settle defensively around both of them as he just ...is.
There is nothing else they needed to be but in this moment. With his own eyes shut, his hand grows less tense and perhaps Morax can feel that.
Eventually, there will be a snore, so... ]