[ If all she can see are her failures, then they make quite a pair, because he can only see his and the fears that he has that have only been exacerbated by this whole ordeal.
But as is typical for him, he tries to push away his fears long enough to focus on her, because part of him worries about her and if she is well; because after being by his side through all this, he imagines that she must be wrestling with her own difficulties too. He cannot help but feel as though he would be a poor partner indeed if he did not try to help her as much as she has helped him. Never mind that he is barely in a position to help anyone, but it seems that even now, he cannot dislodge that selfless inclination to put others above himself. ]
And what about you? You must need rest as well, perhaps even more than I do.
[ Strangely enough, he finds himself capable of more speech when it relates to her, and he adds: ] Surely someone could find another bed for you to rest upon now that the- Now that this ordeal is over.
[ He finds it difficult to speak of Thordan, of the man who was his father and of the primal as well, and that difficulty shows itself in how he corrects himself.
But in spite of himself and his insistence that her need is greater, when she guides him to lie down and pulls the blankets over him, his reaction is immediate. Even the soothing way she brushes back his bangs does little to relax him this time. Tension grips his frame and again, he reaches out for her, his sudden desperation clear in the movement.
Where there was exhaustion just moments before, now there is open and unbridled fear. It is good to know that the others in the sitting room are well, all things considered, but something else has taken hold of him and his eyes widen as he struggles against it.
But she has given him no reason to fear what his mind is telling him is a possibility, and so he desperately tries to will himself to settle back down again. Even so, he tells himself that at some point, he will have to rely less on her support when his fears grip him because she will not always be there when that happens, and with that thought in mind, the hand that is reaching for her pauses but remains outstretched. ]
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But as is typical for him, he tries to push away his fears long enough to focus on her, because part of him worries about her and if she is well; because after being by his side through all this, he imagines that she must be wrestling with her own difficulties too. He cannot help but feel as though he would be a poor partner indeed if he did not try to help her as much as she has helped him. Never mind that he is barely in a position to help anyone, but it seems that even now, he cannot dislodge that selfless inclination to put others above himself. ]
And what about you? You must need rest as well, perhaps even more than I do.
[ Strangely enough, he finds himself capable of more speech when it relates to her, and he adds: ] Surely someone could find another bed for you to rest upon now that the- Now that this ordeal is over.
[ He finds it difficult to speak of Thordan, of the man who was his father and of the primal as well, and that difficulty shows itself in how he corrects himself.
But in spite of himself and his insistence that her need is greater, when she guides him to lie down and pulls the blankets over him, his reaction is immediate. Even the soothing way she brushes back his bangs does little to relax him this time. Tension grips his frame and again, he reaches out for her, his sudden desperation clear in the movement.
Where there was exhaustion just moments before, now there is open and unbridled fear. It is good to know that the others in the sitting room are well, all things considered, but something else has taken hold of him and his eyes widen as he struggles against it.
But she has given him no reason to fear what his mind is telling him is a possibility, and so he desperately tries to will himself to settle back down again. Even so, he tells himself that at some point, he will have to rely less on her support when his fears grip him because she will not always be there when that happens, and with that thought in mind, the hand that is reaching for her pauses but remains outstretched. ]