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We can at least engrave it with something meaningful –perhaps each other's constellations? I would not be opposed to an turquoise or gem silica stone on mine, though I will have to wear it on a chain when I swim to keep it from getting lost.

...oh, I like that. I'm not sure how we're going to get them engraved here, but we can figure that out later. [ getting the rings is the first ( and most important ) step. ] Whatever precious gem or stone you choose I could always have my band inlaid with some of it, so they still match.

I will ask around and see if anyone has any expertise in working with precious metals or jewelry-making, but we can take care of that later. You need your rest first and foremost. I will remain here if you need me for anything.

Alright. And if push comes to shove... then perhaps we can get the rings through a burden and take care of the carving and engraving ourselves. It might be a little crude, but that'll be a part of their charm.

At least, it will be a custom and unique design that only the two of us possess. I would not wish for anything else.

Of course. [ he takes his hand and brings it to his lips for a kiss. ] We'll get something special one way or another. Not to worry, Monsieur.

[ He tugs Wriothesley closer and nuzzles his nose into the side of his neck as he murmurs. ]

I do really love you, my mate –my beloved– my Wriothesley. Take solace in that, if nothing else. Please try and find some peace in this madness.

I know, Neuvillette. I never doubted that. [ he does finally shut his eyes and slump against him, nuzzling into his chest. ] But finding peace here, of all places, is never going to happen... [ because there's always just so much uncertainty. they could be torn away from each other right now! and forced to play another!! game!!! ...thankfully that doesn't happen, and he can just snuggle that much closer to neuvillette. ] But I'll do my best, especially because I have you here. [ he will eventually drift off to sleep... so there's that. ]

[ He's going to remain clinging to Wriothesley like a limpet while he sleeps, watching over him until he eventually falls asleep as well. ]

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