"If I..." she started, her voice cracking. She swallowed hard, tasting salt from her tears. "If I accept this."
"If I... if I take care of your needs... if I give you what you want..." Her eyes searched his, desperate for any sign of deception. "Will you really save the Nightwing household?"
"Will you ensure we are cleared of any trouble that Theo makes?"
"Will you protect us from the consequences of his failures?"
Rex didn't hesitate. He nodded once, a sharp, decisive movement.
"Of course I will."
"I'll clean up every mess... I'll erase every mistake!"
"I'll make the Nightwing name feared and respected again, rather than pitied."
Morwenna grabbed his wrist, her grip desperate, almost painful. "You're not lying to me, are you?"
"You're not just saying this to break me before you discard me like trash?"
Rex leaned in until their foreheads touched. His eyes were twin pools of darkness, promising both salvation and ruin.
