Re: marvel: eddie/muerte
[He gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb and then reached down to kiss the rest of the wetness away as if he were somehow making it better. Eddie watched her try for a smile and the failed attempt just made it that much harder for him to not feel affection towards her. Everything about her made him feel justified in missing her terribly almost all of the time.
The quick breath and then the truth stopped him because he didn't quite understand. As much as they loved mortals? Did she mean in a general sense, like how Jesus loved his flock? Or did she mean him, specifically him and the feelings she had for the little riddled man. He leaned a little farther back, like he was trying to see her better in the dim, New York spring night. When he confessed how he felt, she left him thinking that it was pretty much one sided. Oh sure, she cared about him, but loving him? Muerte seemed confused by the concept all together.] You feel the same? [He asked cautiously, wishing he could put some kind of protective shield over his heart for when she told him no. He was just part of the flock. That god love and human love was different because blah, blah, blah.]