I will leave the decision at your discretion. You are the Lord Commander, and they should not take orders from a Warrior of Light. [ She gives a bit of a smile. ] No matter how much of a plausible idea it may be. And, I will be certain to tell you if a person walking by calls me a naughty word.

[ Her eyes glance down to his hands and a gentle look passes over her face. Her fingers slide down his face, then arms, and come to rest on his trembling digits. She guides them to rest on her hips if only so he has something to cling onto in this moment.

Then, ever so gently, she wraps her arms around him and guides his head to rest against her shoulder. Should he need to hide his anguish, fear, trepidation, or weariness, she intends to make it so he feels safe in doing so. Even if it is not for her eyes to see. ]

Nor would I ever expect you to lose it. However, it does help to hear a gentle reminder. If only so that you are reminded that there are those beside you now.

[ Her fingers brush through his hair in a further attempt to soothe him. ]

If speaking it is too difficult, then, let it out another way. Where none might see -- even me. I will tell no one of it either. Let it out so that you might find your mind clear of your path forward.