Of all the Bearers Clive has liberated over the years, you hold the most precious place in his heart. He’s not sure when it happened, but he started to look to you for emotional guidance and comfort. Now, with his largest threat hanging overhead and the possibility that he may not return to your side, Clive is desperate to make the most of what little time remains.

“Thank you for this,” Clive says in a low voice as you trim the ends of his hair with more gentleness than he deserves. You were insistent that he couldn’t very well defeat a God with hair in the way. “Really, I…” His throat feels tight when he looks at you.