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The stone-like look in Elias' eyes stood unwavering before Alexis' confession. He simply stared at her, brow furrowed, moving his gaze from one eye, to the other, and back. After a long, tense moment, he let out a long exhalation through his nose and turned away, bending over to pick up one of the fallen kunai. Once he had rightened his posture, he turned back to Alexis, his eyes slightly softer.

[color=royalblue]"I lost my entire world."[/color] The man swallowed and clenched his jaw. Another span of silence followed before he spoke again. [color=royalblue]"I'm not ready to give myself to someone else. Not yet."[/color]

His tone was soft and gentle, however there was an unmistakable reserve behind it. With that, Elias turned and retrieved the final kunai, slipping it into a pouch in his pants before turning to look back at Alexis. [color=royalblue]"As long as his grave remains fresh, so will the pain."[/color]

The only sound in the meadow was the rustling of leaves in the wind and the soft lapping of the pond's waves. Silence between the pair stretched on for what seemed like a century before Elias turned and left, heading back into the woods without another word.