(i meant that Eztli relied on most, not Sinka, whoops, sorry ^^; that's y it works for Cavan)<br/><br/>"The phrase . . . the phrase," the presence swirled as it thought. So very long ago, who had it been that used it on him, what had he said. It was hard to recall, his being had half loved and half hated the words. "Chichi ahyectli, I believe. Some sort of  . . . restraining command, I think.  . . . Latin has the most effect on her."<br/><br/>Æsc let out a surprised grunt as she rolled them over and braced himself over her. He grinned a bit and deepened the kiss further as one hand tangled into her hair and he let his chest press lightly down against hers. Even if the rest of the world thought he shouldn't exist he couldn't care less about it anymore. The only person who's opinion truely mattered to him anymore was hers and she obviously wanted him existing otherwise this wouldn't be happening. He might not understand it, but he wasn't taking it for granted.