[She looks beautiful. Seeing her like this, her silvery hair all tousled, dressed half like a man -- his face breaks into a helpless smile, and he feels like he's taken a blow.
This must be what love feels like when you can't always be with the one you love, he decides. He's only felt like this once or twice before, and the first time -- well, it had only lasted a moment or two. It's better not to think on it, because of what had come after. It had been in the middle of a battle, too.
He holds a hand out to her, not quite above the waist, as he takes the few steps in her direction.]
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This must be what love feels like when you can't always be with the one you love, he decides. He's only felt like this once or twice before, and the first time -- well, it had only lasted a moment or two. It's better not to think on it, because of what had come after. It had been in the middle of a battle, too.
He holds a hand out to her, not quite above the waist, as he takes the few steps in her direction.]
Aye. It was your home -- one of them.
I share it with my sister. The hall, anyway.