[ In between the doubts and fears and insecurities is the thought that perhaps he has spent so long bottling up his true feelings that a disconnect of sorts has formed. Where Alkaid is able to embrace those ancient feelings and bits of memories, Aymeric feels that he is not. At least, at this moment, he does not know how to. He does not believe that they do not exist, as he can feel even the smallest bit of a prodding at certain moments. But he does not know how to truly accept them and incorporate them into his life. ]

I- I am certain it would not come as a surprise to you if I said that I scarcely know how to show love to another. By being kind, I suppose, and defending them from harm, but that is not all there is to it. There are no books that can teach one how to love. [ And before he met her in this life, there were very few individuals who could stand to be in his presence once he became who he is now. Certainly none of them looked upon him with much favor, and certainly not with love. ]

Lantaa, I- [ How can he put into words what it is he is feeling? But before he can say more, she speaks again, and he quickly falls silent. ]

She... She does? [ His eyes widen slightly in surprise, because while he may not know very much about the workings of familiars, he did not expect that Lantaa's would want to speak with him. ] What does she want to talk to me about?

[ He certainly cannot pretend to be knowledgeable about how to speak to one's familiar, but he hopes that Lantaa will offer an explanation. ]