[ And yet even though his desires and inclinations run more towards the simple, if Alkaid wanted all the grand trappings and furnishings of being the wife of a lord, he would give all of it to her without hesitation. Whether it be fine clothes or fine food, or anything else that comes along with status and position, he would not begrudge her any of it.

But in this moment, it seems clear enough to him that it is not those fine things that she needs but rather his closeness and his support. It hardly matters that it was not all that long ago that he could barely stand without help; now the tables have turned and she needs his help, and he means to give it.

He reaches for her, intending to wipe away the tears that have escaped from her eyes, and once that is accomplished, he moves to lift her from the ground into his arms, one arm moving beneath her legs and the other beneath her back in one swift motion. ]

Monument Tower it is, then. And- if you will allow me to, I will carry you there myself. Of course, should you wish to not be seen in such a way, I will stop before we arrive at our destination, but only if you think you are able to walk the rest of the way.

[ The Warrior of Light does have a reputation to uphold, after all, even though Aymeric's inclination is to not let go of her even for a second. ]