[ no one… no one ever speaks to him so gently, or touches him like he’s worth something. not in a context like this. the archangel has forced dextera to look at him countless times, but it was with contempt, with expectations in his eyes, and never… ]
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[ dextera’s expression softens with a strange mix of gratitude and pain, uncertainty and fear still twisting in his chest, but the way minato talks sounds so sure. dextera wants to believe him, if only because it feels good to trust someone else. ]
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[ dextera’s expression softens with a strange mix of gratitude and pain, uncertainty and fear still twisting in his chest, but the way minato talks sounds so sure. dextera wants to believe him, if only because it feels good to trust someone else. ]
Thank you.