That's a fair lot of people she knows. A lot of bonds. Though once a month isn't a lot of time either, especially in a place where lives might be cut so short. Her answers don't make his decision any easier. They don't fill him with certainty or calm his worries. Of course they don't. Life couldn't make things easy on him, could it?
He tries to curl his gloved hands but only ends up grimacing at the stiffness of one, and pulling his arms closer to himself. Winter will be here soon and his pains will be washed away. But after that... Well... He still has a mortal life to plan.
"That's a lot of friends you have," he says as he reasserts his smile. "They're so lucky to know a lady of refinement like yourself. It sounds like a happy life you have here."
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on 2018-01-04 04:01 pm (UTC)He tries to curl his gloved hands but only ends up grimacing at the stiffness of one, and pulling his arms closer to himself. Winter will be here soon and his pains will be washed away. But after that... Well... He still has a mortal life to plan.
"That's a lot of friends you have," he says as he reasserts his smile. "They're so lucky to know a lady of refinement like yourself. It sounds like a happy life you have here."