[ Perhaps his own wishes for her are every bit as unrealistic. But in a world in which everything was under his control, he knows he would strive to protect her and save her from the harsh realities of life. Still, he intends to do the best he can, and he is certain she intends the same. ]

Sometimes I feel as though even we do not know. This war has gone on for so long now, I cannot help but wonder if even those who were present at its beginning would recall the reasons for it now. Time can muddle details, after all. Who was it that cast the first proverbial blow? Man or dragon?

[ He shakes his head, because he does not have that answer. The depictions in Ishgardian history might point one way, but he believes that there are two sides to every problem, and this war cannot be immune to that. ]

That means more to me than I can hope to express, Lantaa. [ He leans in so he can brush his nose against the side of her face as she has done for him several times now. ] I am... Well, I am quite undeserving.

[ When she guides him to rest against her shoulder, he does not resist. To be comforted like this is something of a rarity, and thus he intends to relish the feeling for as long as he can, even if something inside him feels selfish for doing so. ]

I must admit that I am not privy to his thoughts concerning me and my existence. All I have is mere speculation. [ And his speculation could well be inaccurate. ]

Of course, but then I will endeavor to repay you in kind, as that is only right, as your pair and your- [ To call himself her lord feels incredibly prideful, but he is uncertain what word to use in its stead. ] As your partner.