[ Perhaps it would be harder, but, Alkaid has learned that partings are simply a part of the way her life is. Not that there are many sad things, but, she has seen many adventurers and soldiers come and go. Waiting for someone to return... while it most certainly would be difficult? The idea that someone may wish her to wait for them? No, perhaps it is better to say that, the notion of being wanted warms her heart in a certain way that nothing else yet has.

Her fingers slide between his again with her cheek gently pressing into his arm. There is a warmth in her heart that she has not experienced before. Brushing her fingers along his brings a feeling of contentment and just overall... correctness? She lacks the proper word for it, but, it feels as if it should. Perhaps he might find it improper if she shared it. ]

Some bemoan our lodgings, but we are blessed as it is to have a place within the city. Some miss home. I... find myself content here. [ She is certain it is because he is present. ] If you know of any in Ishgard that are in need of aid, they would be glad to be directed to them.