Why would I not be? I- [ He pauses to give himself a moment to collect his thoughts and to put his feelings into words. ] I wish to know all about you, everything you wish to share... and perhaps the things you need time before you can share them. One day.
[ He has no intention of pushing her or rushing her into anything. He loves her, and he wishes to stay with her, for as long as she wishes to stay with him. If one day she decides she does not wish that any longer, he has already resolved that he must let her go. He does not want to let her go for any reason, but if it is better for her... wouldn't it be selfish of him to insist? He believes that to be the case.
And perhaps they might find they are similar at heart, more similar than either of them could have guessed. After all, he is hardly whole anymore, not as she once knew him. ]
You should rest too... Lantaa. [ The name still seems to fit her, even though her appearance has changed. Perhaps it is his own memories that insist on matching the name to the individual who has somehow returned to him, even though he had thought such a thing impossible. ] If this bed is unsatisfactory, the staff can prepare one for you.
[ He is certain the rooms are in need of cleaning, but he still retains confidence in what remains of the household staff to prepare a room for her. ]
[ Her eyebrows draw together as her brilliant blue eyes raise to his steel coated ones. Her heart pounds. She loves him so very, very much. The statement feels redundant to make somehow. Obviously she does, as it had been suggested they bind their souls together for every incarnation they might ever have.
Yet, something about this life feels unique. Almost as if he is the closest to the man he once was when she fell in love with him. If only she were close to the woman she surely had been.
A shake of her head. No, she would not wish any other bed. ]
Is it... truly alright I share your bed?
[ Phya could curl into his uninjured side. However, allowing him the bed so he might move is the best idea. ]
[ He can't help but feel some force that's drawing him in, making him feel as though he's being pulled towards her. It's love, or fate, or both, and he has no intention of resisting that pull. He has waited for her, longed to find her again, longed to apologize. And more than that, he's longed to have a life with her again, as they have over the many times they have been reborn in other forms and other lives. ]
Of course it is. I would have it cleaned and the linens changed, of course, but for now-
[ His gaze travels to the covers on the bed. They are at least a little cleaner than the rest of it, but he wonders if she minds that. It would hardly be comfortable. Perhaps he could even move with assistance to another location while the bed linens are replaced. ]
If I asked to have the staff replace the linens, I could move to the couch, at least temporarily. It should not take long.
[ Better than her having to contend with an uncared for bed. ]
It will always be all right for you to share the bed. Our bed.
[ Blue eyes drift to the sheets. The linens can be changed when he bathes, but the wounds need to seal before he can bathe properly. A sponge bath could be in order depending on the state of his wounds once he wakes. Then, in her mind, she can approach the idea of sharing his bed.
"Our bed."
Her hand curls around his immediately. How she has longed to simply be held by him again. So many nights spent dreaming and clinging to her stuffed companion. She had never been able to properly explain it to her sister. How could she? Her twin had the person she cared for with them...until he left to travel.
Phya closes her eyes. ]
Rest first, Aymeric. Then, we will see to the sheets and ... the rest.
[ He moves his hand just enough that he can curl his fingers around hers in return. Even though he feels the need for sleep asserting itself again, he doesn't wish to close his eyes and drift off. What if he awakens only to find her gone? What if this was only a dream? ]
What if you are not here when I awaken again?
[ He knows that if it turns out that she was never here at all, the realization will take his remaining hopes away, and his interest in living as well. ]
I- [ He looks down briefly; this is not something he should place on her, and so he chooses to change the subject. ] Never mind. If you wish, you can make yourself familiar with the rest of the manor. No one will stop you from looking around.
If I am not in the room? Then I am speaking with the staff of the manor. I won't leave unless you dismiss me. [ She pauses. ] I doubt Ser Estinien would allow me to even if I wanted to leave.
[ She does not believe Estinien is outside the door watching guard. However, she is quite convinced the dragoon would find her and return her to the manor to finish healing the Lord Commander at the absolute minimum. She is convinced Estinien had wanted the two to reunite. Even if the motive was selfish to get the Lord Commander back involved in the war. ]
[ Of course he knows that what she says is correct, but he finds that he cannot stop himself from fearing that when he awakes, she will be gone as if she was never there.
Instead of giving voice to his fears, he merely nods. ]
And I will never dismiss you unless you ask me to release you. If you wished to leave, I would have words with Estinien to settle the matter.
You are not forced to be here, nor are you trapped. You may leave at any time.
[ She asks a question in response to his rather scattered words, and he focuses back on her. ]
I wish for you to make yourself comfortable, for as long as you wish to stay, even if that is no more than a few hours more.
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[ He has no intention of pushing her or rushing her into anything. He loves her, and he wishes to stay with her, for as long as she wishes to stay with him. If one day she decides she does not wish that any longer, he has already resolved that he must let her go. He does not want to let her go for any reason, but if it is better for her... wouldn't it be selfish of him to insist? He believes that to be the case.
And perhaps they might find they are similar at heart, more similar than either of them could have guessed. After all, he is hardly whole anymore, not as she once knew him. ]
You should rest too... Lantaa. [ The name still seems to fit her, even though her appearance has changed. Perhaps it is his own memories that insist on matching the name to the individual who has somehow returned to him, even though he had thought such a thing impossible. ] If this bed is unsatisfactory, the staff can prepare one for you.
[ He is certain the rooms are in need of cleaning, but he still retains confidence in what remains of the household staff to prepare a room for her. ]
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Yet, something about this life feels unique. Almost as if he is the closest to the man he once was when she fell in love with him. If only she were close to the woman she surely had been.
A shake of her head. No, she would not wish any other bed. ]
Is it... truly alright I share your bed?
[ Phya could curl into his uninjured side. However, allowing him the bed so he might move is the best idea. ]
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Of course it is. I would have it cleaned and the linens changed, of course, but for now-
[ His gaze travels to the covers on the bed. They are at least a little cleaner than the rest of it, but he wonders if she minds that. It would hardly be comfortable. Perhaps he could even move with assistance to another location while the bed linens are replaced. ]
If I asked to have the staff replace the linens, I could move to the couch, at least temporarily. It should not take long.
[ Better than her having to contend with an uncared for bed. ]
It will always be all right for you to share the bed. Our bed.
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"Our bed."
Her hand curls around his immediately. How she has longed to simply be held by him again. So many nights spent dreaming and clinging to her stuffed companion. She had never been able to properly explain it to her sister. How could she? Her twin had the person she cared for with them...until he left to travel.
Phya closes her eyes. ]
Rest first, Aymeric. Then, we will see to the sheets and ... the rest.
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What if you are not here when I awaken again?
[ He knows that if it turns out that she was never here at all, the realization will take his remaining hopes away, and his interest in living as well. ]
I- [ He looks down briefly; this is not something he should place on her, and so he chooses to change the subject. ] Never mind. If you wish, you can make yourself familiar with the rest of the manor. No one will stop you from looking around.
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[ She does not believe Estinien is outside the door watching guard. However, she is quite convinced the dragoon would find her and return her to the manor to finish healing the Lord Commander at the absolute minimum. She is convinced Estinien had wanted the two to reunite. Even if the motive was selfish to get the Lord Commander back involved in the war. ]
What would you wish me to do?
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Instead of giving voice to his fears, he merely nods. ]
And I will never dismiss you unless you ask me to release you. If you wished to leave, I would have words with Estinien to settle the matter.
You are not forced to be here, nor are you trapped. You may leave at any time.
[ She asks a question in response to his rather scattered words, and he focuses back on her. ]
I wish for you to make yourself comfortable, for as long as you wish to stay, even if that is no more than a few hours more.
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