They could only have happened in Darrow, the three of them. It's about as impossible as fossils from a place without history , mixed with metal from the sky, elements that should never have met and yet were there. Edgar wasn't much for words unless he was about to insult someone or incite violence. When it came to trying to express how beautiful he thought they were and how much he loved them? He was lost.
Edgar let Grantaire slide the ring onto his finger and then took a moment to contemplate it. The ring was still new, foreign on his person, but he could imagine it being there every day, getting used to it, until the ring was an ingrained part of his being. Just like they were.
"I love them," he said, finally tearing his eyes away from the ring to look up at Neil and Grantaire. "Fuck, I love you both."
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Date: 2019-02-24 06:50 am (UTC)Edgar let Grantaire slide the ring onto his finger and then took a moment to contemplate it. The ring was still new, foreign on his person, but he could imagine it being there every day, getting used to it, until the ring was an ingrained part of his being. Just like they were.
"I love them," he said, finally tearing his eyes away from the ring to look up at Neil and Grantaire. "Fuck, I love you both."