I cannot make you do something you work against. Instead, I mean to care for you as often as I can. Which, I intend to see that it becomes far more of a norm than a moment here and there.

[ Her fingers gently move his bangs away to readjust the cloth. The simple resolution is that she leave the Scions and she intends to do just that. She does not need to be a Scion to help others or to be a Warrior of Light. If they are in need of her aid? They can come to her and ask, instead of expecting her to jump when they give the command. ]

If I am to fall ill, then it would be of exhaustion of what transpired on the First, and not you. [ A gentle tap is given to his forehead. ] Let us see to your health first, Aymeric. Ishgard has need of her Lord Commander, and I have the far more selfish need of my knight to be at my side.

[ Alkaid adjusts so she might lean back against the headboard. The fire cracks with warmth. A hand moves to rest on the back his neck to rub the tension from his body as she keeps the cloth to his forehead. ]

No, you cannot. [ The volume of her voice drops then. ] We already spend too much time away from one another...

[ After a brief pause, she continues in the same tone: ] ...please, don't send me away when you need me...