["Catch? What's the catch? Silly boy. You’re like a son to me. I only want you to be happy..."
He doesn't realize he's been holding his breath until he releases it, lifting a hand to rub at his face. There's no burning in his eyes this time, no trace of tears, but it feels so different from when Maleficent said it, so much more sincere. She isn't offering him this because of a deal they've made, she isn't expecting him to do anything for her in return...
She cares about him. Him, not what he can offer her or the promise he might symbolize.]
I'm not... really used to that, is all.
I don't really know what to say.
[But for the first time since she's been there, there's a shyer, boyish smile spreading across his face, a stark difference from the smirks and grins he usually wears.]
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He doesn't realize he's been holding his breath until he releases it, lifting a hand to rub at his face. There's no burning in his eyes this time, no trace of tears, but it feels so different from when Maleficent said it, so much more sincere. She isn't offering him this because of a deal they've made, she isn't expecting him to do anything for her in return...
She cares about him. Him, not what he can offer her or the promise he might symbolize.]
I'm not... really used to that, is all.
I don't really know what to say.
[But for the first time since she's been there, there's a shyer, boyish smile spreading across his face, a stark difference from the smirks and grins he usually wears.]