[ He smiles once again, offering her a slightly wider one this time, even as he gently shakes his head. ] If conflict arises, we will handle it. Or I shall, as I feel inclined to extend all the invitations and hospitality to you and those who accompany you, so as to make all of you feel at home while you are here.
[ He is unsure why he feels so strongly about this, but they are here to help, and they have been nothing but kind to all of them. There is a part of him that feels compelled to offer kindness in return. ]
I realize I do not know very much about you. [ At least, not yet. ] Would you satisfy a simple soldier's curiosity and tell me something about yourself?
[ He is certain she will raise an eyebrow at how he refers to himself, but after all, he is but a mere soldier among many. He certainly does not presume to think their relationship, such as it is, will be a lasting one, what with the nature of war. But at the same time, should he survive and return home, he wishes to attempt to court her, if she is open to such a thing. ]
[ Alkaid raises her gaze to his face once more. Truly, she did not expect any in Isgard to welcome them so. While they have done good and aided several citizens and soldiers alike? She feels as if there is more to his gratitude... or perhaps she is merely wishing there would be. She smiles at him, unable to help the affection--and dare she say love--from leaking into her gaze. ]
You may need allies should it come to the Heavens' Ward, Ser Aymeric.
[ She does note how he refers to himself. A mere knight? Is he not also a lord, having inherited the title and name from his parents? He is nobility, and yet he is so humble. The urge to kiss him strikes once more, but she withholds. It surely would be unwanted. ]
I have a sister who studies in Limsa Lominsa as an archanist, but she surely has graduated from the arts now. We both left our tribes, as many young Miqo'tes do, but I am not certain either of us wishes to return home. [ What else may be appealing to him? ] She is my twin sister.
[ Though, perhaps that is not of herself as he might wish? Or perhaps not as personal as he'd like? ] I love sweets--as does my sister. Lilies are my favorite flower.
[ For his part, he is wishing for something that he feels he has no right to. It is not something he should wish for nor pursue, and yet there is a part of him that is reaching out for it, even if he is uncertain how to obtain it or ask for what he wishes.
The look in her eyes nearly undoes his resolve and determination to conduct himself as a soldier would, and as an Ishgardian would, because he very much wishes to tell her how he truly feels. And barring telling her so with words, showing her his true feelings. But alas, he finds that he cannot, as she might well find it improper and thus turn away. ]
You are right, of course, and I ought to have more sense than to speak as I have, and yet...
[ He shakes his head, clearly conflicted and pulled between his wants and more practical actions. ]
Oh, you have a sister? And she is your twin, no less. I imagine that you must miss her, and she must do the same. I suppose neither of you know when you will see the other again. [ He has no siblings, and so he cannot speak with any experience concerning the bonds between siblings, but he can imagine well enough that they look forward to seeing each other again.
His lips turn up into a smile as he makes note of the words she has said. It is a fool's hope, of course, to think that their paths might bring them back to Ishgard one day, but he know that should that happen, he would take steps to ensure that sweets of varying kinds and lilies are at hand to offer both of them. Never mind that he does not know Alkaid's sister, but if she is half as kind, he is certain he will like her just as much. ]
Is there a sort of sweet that you favor over others?
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[ He is unsure why he feels so strongly about this, but they are here to help, and they have been nothing but kind to all of them. There is a part of him that feels compelled to offer kindness in return. ]
I realize I do not know very much about you. [ At least, not yet. ] Would you satisfy a simple soldier's curiosity and tell me something about yourself?
[ He is certain she will raise an eyebrow at how he refers to himself, but after all, he is but a mere soldier among many. He certainly does not presume to think their relationship, such as it is, will be a lasting one, what with the nature of war. But at the same time, should he survive and return home, he wishes to attempt to court her, if she is open to such a thing. ]
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You may need allies should it come to the Heavens' Ward, Ser Aymeric.
[ She does note how he refers to himself. A mere knight? Is he not also a lord, having inherited the title and name from his parents? He is nobility, and yet he is so humble. The urge to kiss him strikes once more, but she withholds. It surely would be unwanted. ]
I have a sister who studies in Limsa Lominsa as an archanist, but she surely has graduated from the arts now. We both left our tribes, as many young Miqo'tes do, but I am not certain either of us wishes to return home. [ What else may be appealing to him? ] She is my twin sister.
[ Though, perhaps that is not of herself as he might wish? Or perhaps not as personal as he'd like? ] I love sweets--as does my sister. Lilies are my favorite flower.
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The look in her eyes nearly undoes his resolve and determination to conduct himself as a soldier would, and as an Ishgardian would, because he very much wishes to tell her how he truly feels. And barring telling her so with words, showing her his true feelings. But alas, he finds that he cannot, as she might well find it improper and thus turn away. ]
You are right, of course, and I ought to have more sense than to speak as I have, and yet...
[ He shakes his head, clearly conflicted and pulled between his wants and more practical actions. ]
Oh, you have a sister? And she is your twin, no less. I imagine that you must miss her, and she must do the same. I suppose neither of you know when you will see the other again. [ He has no siblings, and so he cannot speak with any experience concerning the bonds between siblings, but he can imagine well enough that they look forward to seeing each other again.
His lips turn up into a smile as he makes note of the words she has said. It is a fool's hope, of course, to think that their paths might bring them back to Ishgard one day, but he know that should that happen, he would take steps to ensure that sweets of varying kinds and lilies are at hand to offer both of them. Never mind that he does not know Alkaid's sister, but if she is half as kind, he is certain he will like her just as much. ]
Is there a sort of sweet that you favor over others?