I've never had a home, so I couldn't tell you what one feels like.
[ A quiet confession he doesn't typically talk about, he gently clicks his lighter over and over, not sparking the flame to life, more just rolling the wheel back and forth just enough to click it. ]
I just don't know if that's what this is here. I don't really know what a lot of anything is here.
I'm a created being- and a demon. Home for me before this wasn't exactly-...it didn't last very long, I suppose.
[ He'd only really had a few months with Sabrina before she died and he'd been trying to steal her throne more often than not. Not exactly a great blueprint for this. The demon at least, was going to try a different approach to this.]
All right- would you feel like your life would be lessened by the loss of me? Of those walls? Of those connections, you made here?
[ He pointed out as he tilted his head against the back of the headpiece of the bed.]
For I think mine would- without you in my arms. I might not understand what home is to most mortals...
But I know my life would be empty without your fire. John.
no subject
[ A quiet confession he doesn't typically talk about, he gently clicks his lighter over and over, not sparking the flame to life, more just rolling the wheel back and forth just enough to click it. ]
I just don't know if that's what this is here. I don't really know what a lot of anything is here.
no subject
[ He'd only really had a few months with Sabrina before she died and he'd been trying to steal her throne more often than not. Not exactly a great blueprint for this. The demon at least, was going to try a different approach to this.]
All right- would you feel like your life would be lessened by the loss of me? Of those walls? Of those connections, you made here?
[ He pointed out as he tilted his head against the back of the headpiece of the bed.]
For I think mine would- without you in my arms. I might not understand what home is to most mortals...
But I know my life would be empty without your fire. John.