He could feel his stomach coil every time he looks at her.
“You really should be careful next time, Alice.”
The brunette groans and crosses her arms in protest. Glen opens the box of bandages and hesitates for a moment, his hand lingering over the fabric. He then wraps her wound tightly with the bandage before he withdraws from her.
“Hey Glen, you have something wet on your cheeks.”
The bright girl then interrogates her caretaker, but he was reminded of those ruby red eyes and the bandages that tied his master together. He kept them all.
His daughter wore his bandages, and will live with the wonder of what a father was like, when a piece of his spirit will always be with her without her knowledge.
« That’s why Lacie was permitted to live, until the day when Oswald would inherit all of my chains and the power to throw her into the Abyss. »
♠ Mackenzie Foy as young Lacie Baskerville
♠ Asa Butterfield as young Oswald Baskerville
♠ Jenna-Louise Coleman as Lacie Baskerville
♠ Viggo Mortensen as Oswald Baskerville
Now with a bit more colour and bigger (/ovo)/
Oswald heard him chuckle. “Hey, Oswald,” his master, no, he couldn’t use that term anymore; Levi addressed Oswald again. He felt the weight on the bed shift more towards him. Oswald was trying to be more focused on his job, bandaging the hand of the other carefully, but surely; it was hard.
Everything had changed so fast; Lacie was gone and now him, his only rope to the past was slowly slipping away, like the bandages in his hand. The thumb of the other’s hand rubbed slightly his cheek. “I’m sorry, I mean Glen,” Levi corrected himself and Oswald, no, Glen knew. Glen knew by the light touches of the other on his face, the way the person he would call his parent figure, couldn’t even see a thing. There was no way he could control himself anymore. Out of sheer habit he tried to hide his face. Levi chuckled again.
“Hey Glen,” he started. “Your cheeks are wet.”
Hahaha, Glen, your cheeks are wet.