[ She, in turn, wishes she could do everything to keep him from being lonely or melancholy ever again. The idea however is so very unrealistic. She cannot keep him from his feelings nor what the greater society of his citystate presses upon him. He ha sbeen born and raised Ishgardian, and certain mannerisms and standards will always be present. ]
Why... why do you even fight this war? [ Her nose scrunches up slightly. ] I have never understood. No one has ever told me the reason. Master Matoya would shrug off the question, saying that it was merely something that the Ishgardians had been doing for hundreds of years. Vali--Estinien was never keen on sharing the information either. All he cared for was a way to end the war...
[ Lantaa glances to the side. Her fellow Miqo'te learning under Master Matoya cared little for it so long as it did not interfere with her work.
Her mind snaps from the wondering as soon as he asks his question. Her eyes dart back to his and she smiles widely at him. In her mind it is a silly question, but it is a question he has nonetheless. ]
Of course I would flee with you. Wherever you wish to be, Aymeric, my knight, is where I will follow. Somewhere far away or the home inherited by those who truly did love you. Whichever you wish to make your home is where I wish to be as well... because in the end, it is with you.
[ Then, a shake of her head. ] Nothing at all.
[ Lantaa guides him to rest his head against her shoulder. She feels as if he truly needs the comfort in this moment. He suppresses so very much of himself--vampire and lord--that she wonders if he ever might be free of it all. If only for mere moments like this when they are together. She tilts her head to kiss his forehead and thread her fingers in his hair. ]
I suppose. [ Her tone suggests she is not sure she agrees, but , does not press the matter further. Perhaps if she were to ever see the Archbishop and gauge his person she might change her mind. ] I am your pair, Aymeric. A-and... y-your lady. Should I not help shoulder all burdens?
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Why... why do you even fight this war? [ Her nose scrunches up slightly. ] I have never understood. No one has ever told me the reason. Master Matoya would shrug off the question, saying that it was merely something that the Ishgardians had been doing for hundreds of years. Vali--Estinien was never keen on sharing the information either. All he cared for was a way to end the war...
[ Lantaa glances to the side. Her fellow Miqo'te learning under Master Matoya cared little for it so long as it did not interfere with her work.
Her mind snaps from the wondering as soon as he asks his question. Her eyes dart back to his and she smiles widely at him. In her mind it is a silly question, but it is a question he has nonetheless. ]
Of course I would flee with you. Wherever you wish to be, Aymeric, my knight, is where I will follow. Somewhere far away or the home inherited by those who truly did love you. Whichever you wish to make your home is where I wish to be as well... because in the end, it is with you.
[ Then, a shake of her head. ] Nothing at all.
[ Lantaa guides him to rest his head against her shoulder. She feels as if he truly needs the comfort in this moment. He suppresses so very much of himself--vampire and lord--that she wonders if he ever might be free of it all. If only for mere moments like this when they are together. She tilts her head to kiss his forehead and thread her fingers in his hair. ]
I suppose. [ Her tone suggests she is not sure she agrees, but , does not press the matter further. Perhaps if she were to ever see the Archbishop and gauge his person she might change her mind. ] I am your pair, Aymeric. A-and... y-your lady. Should I not help shoulder all burdens?