Sharky tightened his arms around her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I don't want you to go," he murmured, his voice muffled against her skin. "I've only just found you, and now you're leaving again."
He knew he sounded selfish, but he couldn't help it. The thought of being without her again was unbearable. It felt like a part of him would be missing.
Diana's heart clenched at the desperation in his voice. She turned around in his embrace, wrapping her own arms around him tightly.
"I have to," she said softly, resting her forehead against his. "The Holy Sect needs me."
"But they're not you," Sharky insisted stubbornly. "No one is you."
Ears were normally sensitive to begin with. Diana immediately felt her entire body shiver when she felt the hot air he breathed out. She laughed out of sheer anger. Not even those from the Devil Sect would ignore things like status.
