[ He is tired; he has no problems admitting that much. But even as he relaxes in the tub and lets her go about her work, he finds himself worrying about her more. ]
When you have finished, I mean for you to have your turn. You have cared for me more than once, and I feel as though I have yet to repay the favor, even though I am certain you will disagree.
[ His lips turn up into a wry sort of smile at that. It seems to him that she is far too good to him and too good in general, not to mention far too selfless.
But he does as she has asked, tilting his head forward so as to make her work easier. As before, he tenses just a fraction as she begins to detect and deduce things about his aether and the way it moves, or doesn't. ]
Are you going to echo the words of the head maid, now? She believes that I work much too hard and do not rest nearly enough. And what is more, she believes that I worry more than is healthy. And yet I cannot help it.
[ His smile fades as his thoughts turn to Ishgard and the people that he loves so much. ]
There are times when it seems as though the way forward is hidden from me. I cannot see what direction I ought to lead Ishgard and the people, and then I wonder if I should not be the one doing the leading. Can I unite the people and bring them together so that we might approach our future as one?
[ He shakes his head once, being careful not to disrupt her work. ]
And, of course, there is no hiding things from you. You know by now just how much I miss you when your responsibilities and your path take you far from here.
[ He moves his arms then, folding them in front of him even as he soaks in the warm water. He imagines that his aether continues to twist and turn as the depths of his longing for her and the loneliness he feels once again rise to the surface. ]
I recognize that it is strange to still hold such feelings when you are here and when we are together like this, but... [ Those feelings have been his constant companions, so in a way, it does make sense that they do not fade entirely away when she is home.
Even so, he feels no small amount of guilt for that, because he ought to only feel relief and happiness that she is here and well. ]
I must ask again: what of yourself? It is hardly right that I place all of what troubles me upon you, when you hold your own worries and concerns. I do not wish to only cause you trouble, Lantaa.
[ As she has surmised, there certainly are sore spots on his person, but he is not thinking about them now. ]
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When you have finished, I mean for you to have your turn. You have cared for me more than once, and I feel as though I have yet to repay the favor, even though I am certain you will disagree.
[ His lips turn up into a wry sort of smile at that. It seems to him that she is far too good to him and too good in general, not to mention far too selfless.
But he does as she has asked, tilting his head forward so as to make her work easier. As before, he tenses just a fraction as she begins to detect and deduce things about his aether and the way it moves, or doesn't. ]
Are you going to echo the words of the head maid, now? She believes that I work much too hard and do not rest nearly enough. And what is more, she believes that I worry more than is healthy. And yet I cannot help it.
[ His smile fades as his thoughts turn to Ishgard and the people that he loves so much. ]
There are times when it seems as though the way forward is hidden from me. I cannot see what direction I ought to lead Ishgard and the people, and then I wonder if I should not be the one doing the leading. Can I unite the people and bring them together so that we might approach our future as one?
[ He shakes his head once, being careful not to disrupt her work. ]
And, of course, there is no hiding things from you. You know by now just how much I miss you when your responsibilities and your path take you far from here.
[ He moves his arms then, folding them in front of him even as he soaks in the warm water. He imagines that his aether continues to twist and turn as the depths of his longing for her and the loneliness he feels once again rise to the surface. ]
I recognize that it is strange to still hold such feelings when you are here and when we are together like this, but... [ Those feelings have been his constant companions, so in a way, it does make sense that they do not fade entirely away when she is home.
Even so, he feels no small amount of guilt for that, because he ought to only feel relief and happiness that she is here and well. ]
I must ask again: what of yourself? It is hardly right that I place all of what troubles me upon you, when you hold your own worries and concerns. I do not wish to only cause you trouble, Lantaa.
[ As she has surmised, there certainly are sore spots on his person, but he is not thinking about them now. ]