[ there aren't many who think that, Jiho. that Rook is more than what he can give. he is just a lust demon after all, but to hear Jiho say that-- to know that he means it? that is more than Rook will ever need to feel at peace.

Rook has moved to pat Jiho dry, but he stops when he hears that he wants to be better. that Jiho wants something other than blood and pain. there is another spark of gold in his eyes, a barely there tug on his Cardinal, before he speaks, leaning in close.]

Then you will do better, I know that much about you. [ a small smile, laughter that is more an exhale than anything else as Jiho leans in to him, letting Rook slide his fingers up into the damp strands of hair at the nape of his neck. presses there softly, curling gently against the skin. this is what Rook is wanting, always, this closeness.] Stubborn in the best way possible. So yes, I mean Kwang.

[ he will fight you on this, sorry. ] The Creature's wounds don't always heal like they should, so-- please.