Shaking his head mildly, Marco breathes out a soft sigh. No, Al doesn't see it like that. Marco doubts that he should either, but he does. Mandor's indoctrination game is strong.
The pride and warmth that comes through the tether gives him a sense of security and being loved. But it doesn't help with his work. Marco works under pressure the best, he knows this about himself. (True or not.)
He doesn't mention the strong built mages of Al's home who could endure this and more without a problem. They might not bring a calm like this, an eerie still that isn't natural, but they would weather a storm without a problem.
He tilts his head back and smiles at Al, warm and sweet, his eyes still hooded and unfocused but mouth curved and fond. "You're the sweetest thing I know," he says softly.
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The pride and warmth that comes through the tether gives him a sense of security and being loved. But it doesn't help with his work. Marco works under pressure the best, he knows this about himself. (True or not.)
He doesn't mention the strong built mages of Al's home who could endure this and more without a problem. They might not bring a calm like this, an eerie still that isn't natural, but they would weather a storm without a problem.
He tilts his head back and smiles at Al, warm and sweet, his eyes still hooded and unfocused but mouth curved and fond. "You're the sweetest thing I know," he says softly.