[ Perhaps he is far too romantic in his thinking, an idea that Estinien has taken him to task for previously, but Aymeric has always believed in the notion that there was one person out there intended for him. Now whether or not their paths would cross, he could not have said, but then he met Alkaid, and now he cannot imagine a life without her. As far as he is concerned, they were meant to find each other, and they will keep finding each other again.
He leans further into her hold, an impressive task given how close they already are, but he only wants to be with her, to be held by her and try to give her as much comfort in return as he can. In his mind, he only causes her hurt and regret, not happiness, and that is not what he wants for her.
Perhaps he should be less selfish and think less of Ishgard and more of her. At the suggestion that she summon Estinien and ask him for information about Ishgard, Aymeric only shakes his head. If he is to be less selfish, then he must place focus on her where it belongs. ]
If you say Ishgard still stands, that is enough. [ He tries to inject as much confidence into his words as possible, and after all, it is not a lie. ] She has stood firmly this long; I imagine that is not about to change. [ Never mind that he fears for the safety of those he considers friends and allies. ]
I am not sure what I will say to her when she comes seeking an audience. [ His memories of what transpired are unclear and he can scarcely recall how it was he became tempered in the first place. ] I would think she will not find me a very useful source of information.
[ His eyes slide closed again for just a moment, opening once more a few seconds later. ] If you have nowhere else to be, I would ask for your indulgence again, and request that you lie beside me.
[ But it is only a request, and he is quick to add that: ] Only if you wish to, of course.
[ He feels exhaustion beginning to take hold again, and he imagines she must need more rest as well. It is difficult for him to imagine that a few days of resting is all it will take for his recovery, but she is a healer and would certainly know of what she speaks. ]
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He leans further into her hold, an impressive task given how close they already are, but he only wants to be with her, to be held by her and try to give her as much comfort in return as he can. In his mind, he only causes her hurt and regret, not happiness, and that is not what he wants for her.
Perhaps he should be less selfish and think less of Ishgard and more of her. At the suggestion that she summon Estinien and ask him for information about Ishgard, Aymeric only shakes his head. If he is to be less selfish, then he must place focus on her where it belongs. ]
If you say Ishgard still stands, that is enough. [ He tries to inject as much confidence into his words as possible, and after all, it is not a lie. ] She has stood firmly this long; I imagine that is not about to change. [ Never mind that he fears for the safety of those he considers friends and allies. ]
I am not sure what I will say to her when she comes seeking an audience. [ His memories of what transpired are unclear and he can scarcely recall how it was he became tempered in the first place. ] I would think she will not find me a very useful source of information.
[ His eyes slide closed again for just a moment, opening once more a few seconds later. ] If you have nowhere else to be, I would ask for your indulgence again, and request that you lie beside me.
[ But it is only a request, and he is quick to add that: ] Only if you wish to, of course.
[ He feels exhaustion beginning to take hold again, and he imagines she must need more rest as well. It is difficult for him to imagine that a few days of resting is all it will take for his recovery, but she is a healer and would certainly know of what she speaks. ]