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No, don't—

[God, she hates how much of a mess she is. Guys half her age have to step up and look after her. Camille pushes the scarf back at him, mindful of how bruisy he must be. About to tell him to get his ass in the swamp when he comes back at her with a dreadful confession.]

...It really speaks to the kind of guy you are, Lavi. That you went through with it anyway. [Heartbreaking stuff. He can't keep anything of his own, can he? His friends, his life, his dreams. Everything has to get pushed away for a greater good, and in return he gets another scoop hollowed out of him, scraping until they hit the bone.] Not many people would do that. Even for a little girl. Even for someone they cared about.

[She looks him in the eye. Thinking. Her emotions roil, but the storm of them is quieting for the moment.]

...You're gonna need somebody to match with soon, right? Or you're on the chopping block too.

[he will insistently hold his scarf for her!!!! it has seen many tears!!! and he'd slip a joking line about it, the many maidenly tears his scarf has seen over the years, but the levity doesn't seem right for the situation.

not for what he's about to ask from camille. he nods, even though it hurts to nod --]

I do. ...That's why I want to ask you if you wanted to partner up. But I have someone else in mind too. So don't think that you have to say yes.

My life isn't on your shoulders. I was ready to lose it the moment I said yes to Kate.

[Fine. Fine!!! She gives him an exasperated look but takes the damn thing, dabbing at her eye.]

Well, gosh, Lavi. I've never been proposed to before.

[So funny. He's even got a backup in mind, so romantic.]

Now why on Earth would I say no? Hmm? [She tilts her head. Still in the depths, do not mistake her, but the half a smile she bears is all genuine.] I wouldn't leave you out in the lurch. And I don't...I don't plan on going anywhere.

[at that he smiles too, the grief is still there. and the guilt. but there's also relief, at hearing her answer.]

I always knew you'd fall for my charms.

[is this how kate felt? when she accepted their partnership? knowing that Lavi was helping her, and also afraid for tying her life to his?

maybe it was easier when it was them -- knowing the certainty of how little time they had left. maybe it's harder now, when there's hope. hope that they'll both make it to the end. he watches her dab her eyes, and extends a hand out to her,]

Maybe that's why I'm a succubus. Because I'm so irresistible.

Really? I think it's because you're a suc-up.

[She smiles though, eyes downcast to the scarf. She folds it over in her hands. Maybe she'd be nervous if she were less wrung out. But for the moment, putting her life in his hands doesn't feel petrifying. Maybe it's much the opposite. I'm tired of being responsible for this, so here you go. I'll take yours if you take mine.]

Well. It's the world's worst kept secret by now, but I'm a Changeling. Never had a partner, but I'm still a "widow."

[Funny thing to call it.]

...So how does this work, do we shake on it?

[he grins at the TERRIBLE joke and then he reaches out to take her hand. there's no flicker of surprise at hearing that she and astarion could have been partners, but there is a grim sort of irony at realizing both he and camille were widowed the same week.]

I'm not sure. All we had to do was confirm it with each other last time.

[hmmm.... but what's different this time...]

I'm a Succubus, and I'm a widow too.

[ upon the two of them finding each other, a glow will suddenly emit from both of their bodies. magic will course through them, and they will both feel that they have a wish waiting to be granted.

we are going to dm you two in a bit. ]

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