This got me once again thinking how terribly futile Davy's act of cutting out his heart really was.

I mean, it did next to nothing to ease the pain he did it for in the first place, and he was walking at the end of the leash held by the one he loved, (or loves...)the very leash he tried to cut in the first place, so he basically ended up with all the problems he had before, and then some and a load.

I love the angsty tentacle-face for being such a tragic and dramatic figure. Endless hours of angsty fun :)

Thanks for using Davy for this prompt, and for doing it so well. He deserves it.