[ She leans into his hold and closes his eyes. If he wishes, she could speak of what she remembers of their lives. Those where they had been torn apart by outside forces, or one where they had never truly been able to be together as they had wished. A doubt lingers that he would wish such a conversation, and yet even then, she would have no issue in speaking of them with him. Especially if they are to continue to haunt her when any ill omen seems to a rise.
Meteion's wings seem to flare up at the realization. She has been so single minded on keeping Aymeric well. In her mind, if Aymeric is well, then so is Lily. An odd relationship to be certain, but it seems the two are so deeply woven together that the outcome of one must certainly change the other. ]
ยซ But, who then will look over you to see you home? Who would ensure that you will return...? ยป
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Meteion's wings seem to flare up at the realization. She has been so single minded on keeping Aymeric well. In her mind, if Aymeric is well, then so is Lily. An odd relationship to be certain, but it seems the two are so deeply woven together that the outcome of one must certainly change the other. ]
ยซ But, who then will look over you to see you home? Who would ensure that you will return...? ยป