[ Seeing the line of muscles in Rumlow's back relaxing, he went back to his task, a little more precisely and carefully this time, mindful of the slippery blood on his fingertips.

The mention of marriage made Toreth's lips twist in an amused smile. ]

Really? Never understood the idea of marriage myself. [ He was apparently a little more candid at this hour, defenses slightly down from being rudely awoken. Less of a filter on him, more brutally honest. ] Spending the rest of your life with somebody sounds fucking awful.