[ Perhaps it is because he is a knight and needs to be in control of himself both on and off the battlefield, but he is finding that he is somewhat at war with himself in this moment without really understanding why. She is a witch and he is a knight and a vampire both, but something instinctual deep inside him is trying to get his attention.
There is a part of him that does not want to fully look at her, lest the instinct that he is trying to suppress break free and bring with it the message it is trying to impart. But while his willpower is normally quite strong and relatively unshakable, something outside his control is still fighting for the upper hand.
After a moment of continued internal struggle, he just lets out a quiet sigh and allows his gaze to fully lock on hers. The clanging in his mind lessens only a fraction, and while he wants to growl with annoyance at whatever this latest nonsense is, she has continued to speak, and he must respond in return. ]
If that is the case, then I imagine a bargain of sorts has been struck between the two of you. [ He eyes her then with a look that would be equally wary and appraising, but instead, there is something odd about it. A certain gleam shines in his eyes that is not menacing but more of a curious sort. What is this devilry? He has never been taken by another's appearance, nor has he spent much time thinking about dalliances or even partnerships with another, but something is doing its best to drive him to look at her and see her as more than just a witch. ]
I can also imagine that he was not pleased to have entered such an arrangement. In which case, I must repay him, then.
[ But no sooner does she speak those words about Estinien coming to retrieve him than that most annoying sensation grows in full until it is no longer a mere annoyance but an outright rejection of such an idea. ]
Mostly healed, you say. [ If it was not most unwise, he would attempt to explore the area if he could reach it, but if it is not fully healed, then agitating it would be more foolish than anything else. ] I suppose that it will fully heal? [ It is not that he does not trust her, given the notion that he was at her mercy and she could have caused him harm if she wished to, but he finds that he must at least ask that question. ]
And what will you do then? [ That question slides out quite unbidden, as he did not intend to ask about her plans nor her welfare. A strange, foolish thought has slid into his mind, and while he would reject it outright, it seems to have taken root rather quickly. ] Is there some spell or enchantment that binds you to this cave?
[ He leaves the part about needing to eat uncommented on. Somehow, learning of her plans seems far more important, although he barely understands why. Perhaps this is a side effect of being injured, and it will take some time for his senses to return. If so, then he sees that he has no choice but to entertain these foolish and seemingly pointless questions until they have run their course. ]
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There is a part of him that does not want to fully look at her, lest the instinct that he is trying to suppress break free and bring with it the message it is trying to impart. But while his willpower is normally quite strong and relatively unshakable, something outside his control is still fighting for the upper hand.
After a moment of continued internal struggle, he just lets out a quiet sigh and allows his gaze to fully lock on hers. The clanging in his mind lessens only a fraction, and while he wants to growl with annoyance at whatever this latest nonsense is, she has continued to speak, and he must respond in return. ]
If that is the case, then I imagine a bargain of sorts has been struck between the two of you. [ He eyes her then with a look that would be equally wary and appraising, but instead, there is something odd about it. A certain gleam shines in his eyes that is not menacing but more of a curious sort. What is this devilry? He has never been taken by another's appearance, nor has he spent much time thinking about dalliances or even partnerships with another, but something is doing its best to drive him to look at her and see her as more than just a witch. ]
I can also imagine that he was not pleased to have entered such an arrangement. In which case, I must repay him, then.
[ But no sooner does she speak those words about Estinien coming to retrieve him than that most annoying sensation grows in full until it is no longer a mere annoyance but an outright rejection of such an idea. ]
Mostly healed, you say. [ If it was not most unwise, he would attempt to explore the area if he could reach it, but if it is not fully healed, then agitating it would be more foolish than anything else. ] I suppose that it will fully heal? [ It is not that he does not trust her, given the notion that he was at her mercy and she could have caused him harm if she wished to, but he finds that he must at least ask that question. ]
And what will you do then? [ That question slides out quite unbidden, as he did not intend to ask about her plans nor her welfare. A strange, foolish thought has slid into his mind, and while he would reject it outright, it seems to have taken root rather quickly. ] Is there some spell or enchantment that binds you to this cave?
[ He leaves the part about needing to eat uncommented on. Somehow, learning of her plans seems far more important, although he barely understands why. Perhaps this is a side effect of being injured, and it will take some time for his senses to return. If so, then he sees that he has no choice but to entertain these foolish and seemingly pointless questions until they have run their course. ]