[She goes quiet, bowing her head. She's thinking, wondering, how long he might he have 'felt bad asking'? They are immortal after all, it could have been a decade. All he needed to do was not ask her each time they were together, and mull over it for the remainder of the year. Just 10 times of meeting and never wanting to disturb their joy with a request like that.]
And he asked this of you... unable to beseech me to my face.
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And he asked this of you... unable to beseech me to my face.
[She blames herself.]