[ Alain's past has never been something he has wished to discuss. He cannot rightfully say it was a horrible one, but he cannot in any honesty say there was a great deal of good. For the most part, it was shackles; for the rest, it was loneliness, deep and binding, until that became habit. Solitude. Separation. The sheer unknown aspect of bonds.
Niall's softly thundering words cause a reaction in the man, a quick warmth to flip in his chest, the fact of another so willing to stay with him, no matter--
His eyes open in all ways. This thing spoke of cannot be allowed. Alain attempts to straighten, to stand fully--a mostly faulty idea. ]
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Niall's softly thundering words cause a reaction in the man, a quick warmth to flip in his chest, the fact of another so willing to stay with him, no matter--
His eyes open in all ways. This thing spoke of cannot be allowed. Alain attempts to straighten, to stand fully--a mostly faulty idea. ]
Never.
[ It's an absolute, edging in pure anger. ]
I would never have you die needlessly.
[ --For my own sake. ]