[ When compared to people such as him, Urianger, Moenbryda, and so many others, K'thisru feels so incredibly insignificant. She is hardly wiser than any of them, even though she knows a great deal about summoning. Even then, she does not consider herself a master but someone who still has much to learn.
And when she considers G'raha, the Exarch, she knows she does not rank very highly next to him, the one who lived for so many years and has seen so much. That is one of the many reasons why she looks up to him and yes, places him upon a pedestal in so many ways. ]
But you thought your plan through, considered as many angles as you could. You're- Thoughtful. You stopped to think before you put your plan into motion. The thought you put into your plans says a lot, Raha.
[ And she knows full well that she is hardly the most thoughtful, given her tendency to charge straight ahead into danger or at a threat. ]
Of course, you're right that we- I would have tried to stop you. You're too important, and- And... [ We need you. I need you too.
She finds herself shaking her head at those words; Hydaelyn did choose her and her sister, of course, but in her mind, she could have chosen anyone. There are other heroes besides herself and Lantaa, after all.
Still, she keeps those words inside, choosing instead to take his hand and hold onto it as tightly as she can.
I love you... The thought bursts into her mind and very nearly escapes her lips as well, although she still wonders why she is keeping it inward, and how long it will remain that way. ]
You're not just a traveling companion! That- That is not the role I want you to have. [ Not that what she wants matters... or does it? It seems to her that his wants are what matters, but she can't call back those petulant words either.
Still holding onto her hand, and with her ears pressed against her head, she looks down at the floor, as if she is somewhat afraid of seeing how he might react to what she has to say next. ]
Raha, I- [ If she were standing, she would shuffle her feet nervously on the floor to buy herself a few seconds' time. But in the end, the words tumble out all in a rush. ]
I want to be with you. I want to be yours. [ And if that means letting him share in everything she tries to keep inside, well... that is what she will do. ]
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And when she considers G'raha, the Exarch, she knows she does not rank very highly next to him, the one who lived for so many years and has seen so much. That is one of the many reasons why she looks up to him and yes, places him upon a pedestal in so many ways. ]
But you thought your plan through, considered as many angles as you could. You're- Thoughtful. You stopped to think before you put your plan into motion. The thought you put into your plans says a lot, Raha.
[ And she knows full well that she is hardly the most thoughtful, given her tendency to charge straight ahead into danger or at a threat. ]
Of course, you're right that we- I would have tried to stop you. You're too important, and- And... [ We need you. I need you too.
She finds herself shaking her head at those words; Hydaelyn did choose her and her sister, of course, but in her mind, she could have chosen anyone. There are other heroes besides herself and Lantaa, after all.
Still, she keeps those words inside, choosing instead to take his hand and hold onto it as tightly as she can.
I love you... The thought bursts into her mind and very nearly escapes her lips as well, although she still wonders why she is keeping it inward, and how long it will remain that way. ]
You're not just a traveling companion! That- That is not the role I want you to have. [ Not that what she wants matters... or does it? It seems to her that his wants are what matters, but she can't call back those petulant words either.
Still holding onto her hand, and with her ears pressed against her head, she looks down at the floor, as if she is somewhat afraid of seeing how he might react to what she has to say next. ]
Raha, I- [ If she were standing, she would shuffle her feet nervously on the floor to buy herself a few seconds' time. But in the end, the words tumble out all in a rush. ]
I want to be with you. I want to be yours. [ And if that means letting him share in everything she tries to keep inside, well... that is what she will do. ]