starofashatteredsky

It was~ [that hurt. and this is entirely unfamiliar, as Star lowers his sword and raises his other hand to his eye. he could heal it. he really could. but does he want to? no one had ever done that to him before. been strong enough. he adores strength, something in him drawn to the other man like a moth to flame. so strong. the only person to ever conquer him in even a small way. and he hmms musically to himself, considering, as he skips forward] You know, I like you~ [giggles delightedly.] You're strong. I like strong people and you're the only one who has ever been strong enough to hurt me~