[ He nods slowly, noting that slight tone of disappointment bordering on frustration in her voice. ]
I received a report concerning Vidofnir's condition, and of her state of mind, as well as that of the people's, but truth be told, I would rather hear of it from you. [ And of course, she gave her own version of a summary, which he is grateful for.
He is also grateful that the subject matter allows him to retain his customary businesslike manner and wording, or else he might find himself given over to something far more unbecoming.
When she reaches for him, taking his chilled hands in hers, he cannot hold back the mild protest. ] Please, think not of me; I assure you, all is well.
[ Physically, that is. Mentally is another matter entirely, but he is doing what he can to alter that. Someone in his position can ill afford to lose their composure, after all.
Even as she goes on to state her own condition, he finds himself shaking his head. What need has he for rest? It has been a trying day for them all, not only for him, and for his part, once he has seen to her needs, he means to retreat to his private study and mull over the events of the day once more. He already knows that for him, rest will be elusive this night.
Still, he allows her to both lead him from his favored spot and to twine her fingers in with his. Her touch is comforting, as is her presence, but he knows he cannot comply with her request.
When she comes to a stop, he has to quickly catch himself so as not to ungracefully plow into her. As it is, he is only a few paces away from her when she further explains herself, and the manner with which she does it takes him by surprise, because being addressed by his name, with no titles attached, is hardly a commonplace event.
That should not be surprising, as his position commands respect, and yet there are times when he feels as though he would relax the requirements if only he could. At least there is one person who is not afraid to use only his name. ]
As do I, K'lantaa. And I will not make a secret of it: I doubt that rest of any sort will be coming easily for me tonight, alongside you or alone, but that should not stop you from finding a repose of your own.
[ He supposes that if she truly does insist, he can sit beside her while she sleeps, and that will have to be rest enough. And if he were in better spirits, he would have had some light rejoinder for her remark about him resting with her. Ordinarily, he would have jumped at the chance, but now is not an ordinary circumstance. ]
welp no dancing around the subject for him orz
I received a report concerning Vidofnir's condition, and of her state of mind, as well as that of the people's, but truth be told, I would rather hear of it from you. [ And of course, she gave her own version of a summary, which he is grateful for.
He is also grateful that the subject matter allows him to retain his customary businesslike manner and wording, or else he might find himself given over to something far more unbecoming.
When she reaches for him, taking his chilled hands in hers, he cannot hold back the mild protest. ] Please, think not of me; I assure you, all is well.
[ Physically, that is. Mentally is another matter entirely, but he is doing what he can to alter that. Someone in his position can ill afford to lose their composure, after all.
Even as she goes on to state her own condition, he finds himself shaking his head. What need has he for rest? It has been a trying day for them all, not only for him, and for his part, once he has seen to her needs, he means to retreat to his private study and mull over the events of the day once more. He already knows that for him, rest will be elusive this night.
Still, he allows her to both lead him from his favored spot and to twine her fingers in with his. Her touch is comforting, as is her presence, but he knows he cannot comply with her request.
When she comes to a stop, he has to quickly catch himself so as not to ungracefully plow into her. As it is, he is only a few paces away from her when she further explains herself, and the manner with which she does it takes him by surprise, because being addressed by his name, with no titles attached, is hardly a commonplace event.
That should not be surprising, as his position commands respect, and yet there are times when he feels as though he would relax the requirements if only he could. At least there is one person who is not afraid to use only his name. ]
As do I, K'lantaa. And I will not make a secret of it: I doubt that rest of any sort will be coming easily for me tonight, alongside you or alone, but that should not stop you from finding a repose of your own.
[ He supposes that if she truly does insist, he can sit beside her while she sleeps, and that will have to be rest enough. And if he were in better spirits, he would have had some light rejoinder for her remark about him resting with her. Ordinarily, he would have jumped at the chance, but now is not an ordinary circumstance. ]