[The removal of Iggy's spine was painless, and that prevents him from fully comprehending how much the regrowth will hurt.
As has happened before, Iggy's soul nearly slips out of his body to escape the agony. But the exquisite horror of it is something Iggy wants, and so he fights to stay with it.
Tears are streaming down his face and his body is trembling by the time Zephir is done.
[ Zephir acts as though they've done something completely banal, meeting Iggy's gaze with serenity. Caressing his face, staining Death's favorite with his own blood, Zephir searches his features in the quiet. ]
Do you know how lucky you are? [ He stops caressing him, cups his cheek instead. ] A part of you is with him, now. Forever.
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As has happened before, Iggy's soul nearly slips out of his body to escape the agony. But the exquisite horror of it is something Iggy wants, and so he fights to stay with it.
Tears are streaming down his face and his body is trembling by the time Zephir is done.
He turns, wet eyes filled with adoration.]
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Do you know how lucky you are? [ He stops caressing him, cups his cheek instead. ] A part of you is with him, now. Forever.
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I am very lucky.
I don't deserve it. But I'm thankful. For both of you.
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[ No correction of any sort, no mirroring his gratitude, because Iggy isn't talking to a friend. Zephir presses a kiss to his forehead. ]
Anything else?
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[Iggy tiptoes up to place a kiss softly on Zephir's lips. It's perfectly chaste, a gesture of love and not lust.]
Thank you.
[Sinking back down, he smiles.]
We should see each other again soon.
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Whenever you want. I'll help you find me.