“Oppa, The Silence Of the Lambs atau The Exorcist?”
“If I weren’t a human being,” her lips were trembling. Trembling with fear, fear of whatever comes next as his answer. “… what would I be?”
The man gave her a funny look. He chuckled and stroked her hair lovingly, gently pushing her towards him even closer. Why would she ask a frivolous question attesting his means?
“You would be my promises.”
(That was a year ago, before he realised he couldn’t keep her as his own promises.)