[ It really is sweet, he thinks, and for a brief second, he feels a pang of nostalgia, for the women in his past that had come and gone.
And he thinks of his bright, shining river lily and her dazzling smile. All those days they spent together, all the songs she taught him, all the dances they danced together. There had been a short time where he considered – honestly, truly considered – staying with her, living a life with her. Of living on her quaint, backwards planet and spending there rest of her mortal life with her.
It was a dangerous temptation, to spend all those years on Earth, to waste all those decades when he needed to work. He turned his back on it the only way he knew how.
Peter, though.
Peter had been well and truly tempted. Peter had surrendered to it. The boy was too weak, in the end, had been too mortal. It was Peter's fault they failed, obviously, but he couldn't truly be blamed. The boy had been entrenched in the mortal life, had been raised by thieves and criminals. Of course he was going to falter. If Ego had just gotten his son sooner, they would have never been reduced to this.
But he'll learn, eventually. He can be molded into the man Ego knows he can be. Once Ego can get the boy away from these people, they can start over again. Be a family.
Ego just needs to bide his time and get them there.
He cups her cheek, his thumb sweeping over her green skin, avoiding that silver scar. ]
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And he thinks of his bright, shining river lily and her dazzling smile. All those days they spent together, all the songs she taught him, all the dances they danced together. There had been a short time where he considered – honestly, truly considered – staying with her, living a life with her. Of living on her quaint, backwards planet and spending there rest of her mortal life with her.
It was a dangerous temptation, to spend all those years on Earth, to waste all those decades when he needed to work. He turned his back on it the only way he knew how.
Peter, though.
Peter had been well and truly tempted. Peter had surrendered to it. The boy was too weak, in the end, had been too mortal. It was Peter's fault they failed, obviously, but he couldn't truly be blamed. The boy had been entrenched in the mortal life, had been raised by thieves and criminals. Of course he was going to falter. If Ego had just gotten his son sooner, they would have never been reduced to this.
But he'll learn, eventually. He can be molded into the man Ego knows he can be. Once Ego can get the boy away from these people, they can start over again. Be a family.
Ego just needs to bide his time and get them there.
He cups her cheek, his thumb sweeping over her green skin, avoiding that silver scar. ]
I am.
Don't worry, sweetheart. I'm perfectly fine.