The Beast looks at her and then back at the man in his arms, "I have no reason to trust you, but He does. And my Little Bird does. You realize even if I agree while I can think, I can't promise that I will have control of myself enough later to keep my word. Surely you understand what it is like to be like this? You are one yourself."

"We understand that, we merely wish for you to try," Dia states from his place in The Beast's arms. "Or stop to think if we ask you to stop."

The Beast drops his head to rest against Dia's, "I haven't been able to hold you like this for a long time. I have missed it. Will you call me that again? I have missed that as well."

"You mean My Wild One? Of course," Dia smiles. "It is what you are no matter what. My Wild One."

The Beast sighs happily and shuts his eyes for a moment, "I will try. I can't make any promises, but I will try."