Quail took a deep and shuddering breath before repling to I'lanae, looking her square in the eye. I can, forgive you... But I am not one to forget. PLease, do not let that hinder us, its just, you aren't the only one who has had ir rough. It was simple, yes, but it was very unlike Quail to be this serious, and.. heavy. Her voice was burdened, and strained as she spoke, and when she stopped, her mought fell gratfully closed, and her face was solemn.
Ai wrapped his tail around I'lanae's, and this time searched for the direct way to Quail's eyes. And he murmured, Thank You, both of you It was softly spoken, and filled iwth two different kinda of love. Brother, and lover.