“Well, if you do die, I don’t want to live on,” Amelia pleaded softly. As Luz picked up the pauldrons and fastened them to his shoulders one at a time, his crimson eyes widened slightly at the fervent declaration, the raw conviction in her voice striking him with unexpected force. The idea of someone choosing death rather than separation was peculiar to him; his entire mission revolved around sacrificing himself so others could live. Her willingness to die for him– it wasn’t part of the plan.Before he could speak, Amelia continued, “And I know you won’t lose control. I will help you.” Luz rotated his arm forward and back after fastening each one of the pauldrons, ensuring the plates overlap smoothly without catching, the motion is slow and controlled, like testing the hinges of a machine. “No,” Luz stated flatly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “You will not die for me. That is not an option.” He picked up a gauntlet from the table and slid it on, flexing his fingers
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