without any reason, my body revolves

Minoth was no lost bird, frail and fragile for want of egg's shell - which, itself, had had him caged in, not two years prior. Now, two years was a long time, for a Blade who hadn't been awakened more than half the number of years his face suggested ago, but then again short for reference point of an emancipated young adult.

The fact remained: Minoth was not weak, helpless. He was, in many ways, the strongest person Addam had ever known.

And yet.

And still.

Was it such a bad thing?

If...if Minoth made him feel needed, truly needed?