[ Somewhere inside him, buried beneath the influence of the primal and the coldness that has taken over him, the real man beneath all of that is desperately trying to break through those barriers, to reach out to her, to Lantaa, but the walls between them are too high and too strong to be broken.
None of this internal struggle shows on his face, of course, but the slight heaviness that has fallen upon his shoulders is the only sign that more is going on below the surface and beneath his impassive expression.
When she moves over to the door, he pushes himself up from the bed with only the slightest bit of hesitation, as if a part of him expects that he might not be able to remain standing. When nothing happens, he takes a tentative step forward, followed by another, until he is standing next to her again.
To him, it feels like a step in the right direction, as he remembers quite clearly being unable to move on his own. And that is as distasteful a thought as being unable to do whatever he has to for his people and his home.
Now that they are both at the door, he turns to look at her again, as if waiting for her to move. A thought springs to mind then, that he might find an opportunity to make an escape, but the more rational part of his mind is telling him to wait. He would not get far before Estinien or someone else came looking for him, and even though he has grown stronger, he would not be able to outrun them.
Instead, he asks: ] What do you intend to do now? After you have eaten, that is.
[ He still is not too concerned with his needs, but he supposes she won't stand for her eating and him refraining. ]
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None of this internal struggle shows on his face, of course, but the slight heaviness that has fallen upon his shoulders is the only sign that more is going on below the surface and beneath his impassive expression.
When she moves over to the door, he pushes himself up from the bed with only the slightest bit of hesitation, as if a part of him expects that he might not be able to remain standing. When nothing happens, he takes a tentative step forward, followed by another, until he is standing next to her again.
To him, it feels like a step in the right direction, as he remembers quite clearly being unable to move on his own. And that is as distasteful a thought as being unable to do whatever he has to for his people and his home.
Now that they are both at the door, he turns to look at her again, as if waiting for her to move. A thought springs to mind then, that he might find an opportunity to make an escape, but the more rational part of his mind is telling him to wait. He would not get far before Estinien or someone else came looking for him, and even though he has grown stronger, he would not be able to outrun them.
Instead, he asks: ] What do you intend to do now? After you have eaten, that is.
[ He still is not too concerned with his needs, but he supposes she won't stand for her eating and him refraining. ]