“May?”
The skunk poked her nose against eir collarbone. “Mm?” She sounded half asleep.
“I really can’t lose you. You know that right?” Ey felt her tense in eir arms, but continued, “I said ages ago that I’m not built for a life with death in it. That’s why I’m here. That’s why I uploaded in the first place, to get away from that.”
-“Ioan,” she said, voice hoarse. “I already-“
+“Ioan,” she said, voice hoarse. “I already–“
“I know, you already promised. I believe you. I’m not trying to berate you, I’m trying to say I love you.”
“Ioan Bălan, if you make me cry again, I will smother you in your sleep.”
Ey laughed. “It sounds like it’s already too late.”