[ It might. The space wouldn't feel empty anymore. It'd feel like Nick, even if it wasn't exactly a living Nick. Nate looks down at her, eyes searching his. ]
We could try. I'd be up for that, it...would feel a lot better than the emptiness, I'm sure.
[ it's something she's only done in pieces before, not something she's done to fill an entire empathy bond, but she doesn't doubt the spell or her own abilities. ]
I want you to hurt less and anything I can do to help with that, I will. I think cutting it off would just delay it or make it worse in the end, but this way, he's always there.
[ despite everything, the trust nate has in her still pulls at her heart. she's aware that, after everything, she doesn't deserve that trust - that even nick would be appalled at the idea of nate letting hope do this - but she wants this for him almost as much as he wants it.
turning her hand over, she holds his in it, threading their fingers together. ] Whenever you're ready, it won't take time, just a lot of emotional effort.
[ He squeezes her hand. Then he lifts it, and kisses her knuckles, and then moves to wrap his arms around her.
It's true, Nick wouldn't want her doing this to him. Nick hadn't trusted her, he'd never forgiven her for killing Michael. But Nate had gotten close to her, even then. She'd been a wild card without her humanity, but he'd put a rein around her, and she hadn't lashed out at him. She hadn't tried to fight him, and she could've. She could have struck at him with magic. She could've cursed others, leveraged that against him. But she hadn't. Hope hadn't been evil, even when she lacked boundaries. He'd liked her. The darkest part of her doesn't scare him. Maybe that's why he trusts her with the most intimate, private parts of himself.
His chin settles on her shoulder. ]
This isn't why you came, though. It saves me...starting that conversation, but. It's not what brought you here.
[ her hold on him tightens just a little after he says it because it's exactly that. saying it out loud means that someone's probably heard it and it'll be used against them, one of them will disappear, fall into a coma, or have some other disaster visited upon them. she can't verbalize what it'd do to her if he was the next one to vanish from the city so she simply holds on and nods again. ]
I love you, too. [ it's quiet. the last person she'd said it to is gone and all she has left is memories and a house.
tilting her head back to look up at him, she shakes her head once. ] Don't disappear tomorrow.
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You think that would work?
[ It might. The space wouldn't feel empty anymore. It'd feel like Nick, even if it wasn't exactly a living Nick. Nate looks down at her, eyes searching his. ]
We could try. I'd be up for that, it...would feel a lot better than the emptiness, I'm sure.
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[ it's something she's only done in pieces before, not something she's done to fill an entire empathy bond, but she doesn't doubt the spell or her own abilities. ]
I want you to hurt less and anything I can do to help with that, I will. I think cutting it off would just delay it or make it worse in the end, but this way, he's always there.
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This, though. If this works, it would help more than anything.
He touches her hand. ]
That's what I want. And I trust you, I don't...trust many people, with my head. But you're good at this. I'd feel safe.
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[ despite everything, the trust nate has in her still pulls at her heart. she's aware that, after everything, she doesn't deserve that trust - that even nick would be appalled at the idea of nate letting hope do this - but she wants this for him almost as much as he wants it.
turning her hand over, she holds his in it, threading their fingers together. ] Whenever you're ready, it won't take time, just a lot of emotional effort.
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[ He squeezes her hand. Then he lifts it, and kisses her knuckles, and then moves to wrap his arms around her.
It's true, Nick wouldn't want her doing this to him. Nick hadn't trusted her, he'd never forgiven her for killing Michael. But Nate had gotten close to her, even then. She'd been a wild card without her humanity, but he'd put a rein around her, and she hadn't lashed out at him. She hadn't tried to fight him, and she could've. She could have struck at him with magic. She could've cursed others, leveraged that against him. But she hadn't. Hope hadn't been evil, even when she lacked boundaries. He'd liked her. The darkest part of her doesn't scare him. Maybe that's why he trusts her with the most intimate, private parts of himself.
His chin settles on her shoulder. ]
This isn't why you came, though. It saves me...starting that conversation, but. It's not what brought you here.
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with her arms loosely around his waist, she rests there against him and shakes her head lightly. ] Just wanted to see you. Wanted this.
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I love you, you know.
I feel like I'm not supposed to say it. Because of everyone we've both lost, it's. Like playing with fire.
But if I disappeared tomorrow, I'd want to know that you knew.
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I love you, too. [ it's quiet. the last person she'd said it to is gone and all she has left is memories and a house.
tilting her head back to look up at him, she shakes her head once. ] Don't disappear tomorrow.