Something Wicked
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        "Perhaps," he concurred, though he doubted this was true at this point. But Rachias seemed to have faith, and he wouldn't bother destroying this. It wasn't worth it. She laid her head against his shoulder, burying her face against his body and taking refuge in the comfort he offered her. Obviously, the loss of Arkham had affected her greatly. He moved his arms around her, holding her close to allow her understanding and continued comfort. One hand slid up her back, gently tracing his claws across her spine and up to the nape of her neck. Being this close to another creature and feeling her warmth stirred something else in Samael, but he remained quiet, simply holding his little sister in the cage of his arms.
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