[ The Exarch would never dismiss or push her away. Perhaps he is simply inept at truly explaining his feelings, no matter how hard he tries. Ironic, truly, considering his time pouring over books and stories. He might do well in explaining things as a historian and an Archon... but naught much else. What other words might he use to explain how much he loves her and wishes that there be no space between them? Ah, a fools hope, in the end. She is a Warrior of Light and destined to do far greater things than he could ever dream of. Adventures to have ... even if his idea were to truly come to fruition.

His ruby eyes cast once more to the screens that stretch to the ceiling with his arm remaining stretched out to hers. There is truly no point in dwelling over it all. His mission was a success and now there is one he might help her with. His attention should be on such a thing, letting her rest as he waits for the Tower to pull the information they search for. ]

You, as ever, are free to do as you would like, Thisru. [ The Exarch forces a smile for her, tucking away emotions better left to himself. ] One may never know the outcome of things until they try it.