Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Just the plotline.

Author's Notes: I wrote this drabble for catalysis at livejournal. In my definition, drabbles are 100-words long, so... kind of short. I should be a little ashamed at how cliché I made this drabble, but I'm not. Bwahhh, I love Nill. :3

In The Midst

She was an exception.

She could touch him, smile at him, and flutter around in his vicinity without making him want to rip skin from muscle, without making him want to rain bullets into skulls. She was endearing and innocent, despite being in the constant presence of the odd bishop and being forced to don Lolita-wear. In his opinion, she was the only thing pure in the corruption of their surroundings. And he was sure all those who were graced by her smile would agree.

She was comfort. The only comfort he would be allowed to have in his life.

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