[ She smiles at him. Oh, but she does need to apologize. She is the one who goes whenever they call. Duty calls, and while she must, it stands obvious now how much her leaving makes him ache. His heart hurts as much as hers. With the hurt so obvious on his face, how can she simply brush the matter aside?

He may gladly wait for her and accept that role, yet that does not change the pain he is in. Pain that perhaps she might be able to give relief to, when so many of his wounds she cannot heal. Some too old to heal, some too deep, and some too new and not healed properly the first time. The least she can do is heal the ones she has inflicted on him.

Her smile grows, yet softens at the same time. He has never turned her away, merely requested she waits on her advances. While there are times she hurts due to it? She has never felt unwanted or unappreciated by him.

Her hands encircle around his. Alkaid lays down as requested, her eyes never once leaving his. Her tail drapes over the edge of the bed once her fingers slip between his. A brief moment of silence passes before she leans forward to press her forehead to his. ]

Even so, I would ask you allow me to help remove the pain of longing we both harbor so very much. In whatever you see fit. [ She presses her nose to the side of his affectionately. ] Have whatever of me you need to feel whole again, Aymeric. Ask of me and I will follow and give all I might be able to.