⧚℥enji?⧚ called out Ian seeing him with a confused look. ⧚Tell me what happened when I left you in that house.⧚ ⧚⨊ was in her true form and asked me whether I wished to be marked, that a slave mark would be eternal. I said yes. Then I woke up in a dark and cold space and met you.⧚ said Ian watching ℥enji's expression. ⧚Since you're a slave do as you're told. Don't make her angry or hurt her. Or you might make a mistake you can never recover from. If you cannot even handle a simple command, then you don't deserve to be by her side. ⨊ becomes like this when she uses her ability to mark someone. ⨊ will be fine. She was like...it will pass in a few years. ⧚said ℥enji stopping himself from mentioning the last time ⨊ was like that.
⧚⨊ can I talk to you?⧚ asked ℥enji. ⧚Say.⧚ ⧚I meant alone.⧚ ⨊ opened her eyes and glanced at ℥enji for a few seconds before telling him to follow her. "Say," said ⨊ once they were alone and cut off from the outside world. "Can I talk to the real you?" asked ℥enji. "You think the current me is not the real me?" "No, that's not..." "Say what you want or else I'm leaving," said ⨊ interrupting him.
"Ian's Mark, why did you say it's a slave mark?" asked ℥enji. "Why? Hate me for giving him the Mark? Or for labeling him as a slave? Or hate what I'm doing to him, think I'm cruel?" asked ⨊. "No, I'm just curious that's all. Besides I can help you with whatever you want, in any way you want," said ℥enji watching ⨊ with a gentle look. Knowing that she didn't know how to handle such things as her feelings and emotions. And would behave this way when she was overwhelmed.
