Many times she showed him her guilt. That she, along with her own presence, was the one responsible for his suffering. Inside, he knew it was true. The path that he walked upon by choosing to stand by her side, it only got rougher as time passed. The branding of the Crimson Lions on his right hand, wrapped and concealed with gauze, it was because he was standing by her side. The amount of times his abdomen or stomach had been stabbed, and sent to near death, it was because he was standing by her side. Even the loss of his left hand was because he chose to follow her, and stand by her side.
But he chose to stay with her. Even if it means going through all that again.
"This may be your worst decision yet."
In someone else's vision, it likely could be his worst decision.
"All of your suffering was because of me!"
Maybe his life would have been easier if he left her.
"You don't wanna choose me, Milo. You really don't."
And yet, he chose to remain and stand with her. He has chosen this path, and has no plans on backing out. He gazed up at the dark sky, dotted with stars, taking a deep breath before he walked back inside, making way to his own bed. He looked to the other side of the room for a moment, to the redhead that was currently asleep, or at least he thought.
"Perhaps I am a fool or an idiot for making this decision,"
As he recalled the first words of that thought, he couldn't help but smile as he remembered the rest of it.
"But I have made my choice, and I am not turning back."
"Sorry for being selfish, then."
When the memories of what happened after those words happened, he flinched, but found himself smiling just the same as he rested his head against his pillow, and for the first time in what felt like ages to the Brood, he managed to find a moment of rest."Sorry for being selfish, then."
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