You have. I know what you look like when you sulk. [Savage had seen it often enough when their plans didn't manifest in the proper ways or to the conclusion that Maul wanted. He also made it a point to keep track of his brother's emotional state as much as he could, though perhaps he might never comment on it.] And strike we shall so that you are able to obtain everything that you desire from this place.
[He kept his grip on Maul, his eyes still closed as he cuddled his elder brother against his shoulder. The corner of his mouth twitched at the single word that sounded as if Maul was affronted that his tryst situation had come to an end. It was expected from where he was standing.]
No need. We were not mates, made no promises to each other, and it would have never worked anyway. Someday a Nightsister might arrive and lay claim as she sees fit. [As much as he hated the notion, he still had to keep himself open to it. That was the culture in which he had been raised, and it almost felt inevitable. Nightbrothers took their chances, but their fates remained the same: serve or die.]
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[He kept his grip on Maul, his eyes still closed as he cuddled his elder brother against his shoulder. The corner of his mouth twitched at the single word that sounded as if Maul was affronted that his tryst situation had come to an end. It was expected from where he was standing.]
No need. We were not mates, made no promises to each other, and it would have never worked anyway. Someday a Nightsister might arrive and lay claim as she sees fit. [As much as he hated the notion, he still had to keep himself open to it. That was the culture in which he had been raised, and it almost felt inevitable. Nightbrothers took their chances, but their fates remained the same: serve or die.]