Talk:Hellhound/@comment-4407082-20161030164455/@comment-29325824-20161030170456

I sigh and ask her if the point of this ceremony is about trust, then why didn't she just tell me that from the beginning? Was she afraid I'd refuse to even go there? Didn't she trust me?

She starts to look away, afraid to meet my eyes and says that a lot of Hellhound husbands refused to trust their wives enough to do it. She didn't want the shame of being one of them, but now realizes how hypocritical she's been. As she starts to walk away, cursing herself for being like that, I grab her arm and pull her against me.

As she wonders what I'm doing, I tell her that it doesn't matter if she didn't trust me completely. I trust her to protect me and have enough trust for the both of us. She smiles, and her tail starts to wag, though she quickly gets emberrased of this. I grab her hand tightly and tell her to lead me on, saying I am confident a Hellhound like her can deal with anything. Though I do mention that she'd better pay me back for the lack of trust once we get to the inn.

Our trust renewed, we head through the forest and despite everything, arrive without even a single scratch on me.