[ Perhaps it is the fact that his wounds have finally taken their toll combined with the notion that the one who he desperately seeks to serve and please has, for the moment, abandoned him, but there is a certain vulnerability in Aymeric's expression as he struggles to raise his head enough to properly look at whoever has joined him.
Clearly it is not Estinien, because he knows how the sound of the dragoon's voice. Finally, his eyes clear enough for him to get a proper look at Alkaid, and that is when it hits him: one of the Warriors of Light herself has joined him inside the cell, but for what purpose?
His mind is clouded enough that he has not realized what had a grip on him has temporarily dissolved, but he still has enough of his wits to know that something terrible has happened to him and to others as well.
He shakes his head and immediately regrets it, because the action is met with a severe pounding in his head. If his hands were not bound by chains, he would clasp one of them to his head, but all he can do is close his eyes and wait for the pounding to cease. When it does, he opens his eyes once more and does his best to meet her gaze, should she also open her eyes again. ]
No- Please, would... Would you stay? [ His right hand moves as if wanting to reach for her, but the chains hold it in place. Still, he strains against it, hoping to cause his bonds to give way just a fraction. ] Alkaid, I-
[ He very nearly chokes upon saying her name, as an emotion he does not entirely understand swells up inside him. ]
I'm sorry. [ He only has vague flashes of memory concerning what has happened in the past several hours, but he remembers enough to know that none of it was pleasant. Still, he cannot be sure how much she saw and what she might have heard, and that is the reason for his apology. ]
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Clearly it is not Estinien, because he knows how the sound of the dragoon's voice. Finally, his eyes clear enough for him to get a proper look at Alkaid, and that is when it hits him: one of the Warriors of Light herself has joined him inside the cell, but for what purpose?
His mind is clouded enough that he has not realized what had a grip on him has temporarily dissolved, but he still has enough of his wits to know that something terrible has happened to him and to others as well.
He shakes his head and immediately regrets it, because the action is met with a severe pounding in his head. If his hands were not bound by chains, he would clasp one of them to his head, but all he can do is close his eyes and wait for the pounding to cease. When it does, he opens his eyes once more and does his best to meet her gaze, should she also open her eyes again. ]
No- Please, would... Would you stay? [ His right hand moves as if wanting to reach for her, but the chains hold it in place. Still, he strains against it, hoping to cause his bonds to give way just a fraction. ] Alkaid, I-
[ He very nearly chokes upon saying her name, as an emotion he does not entirely understand swells up inside him. ]
I'm sorry. [ He only has vague flashes of memory concerning what has happened in the past several hours, but he remembers enough to know that none of it was pleasant. Still, he cannot be sure how much she saw and what she might have heard, and that is the reason for his apology. ]