[ Does he know what he's asking? Does he understand what the cost of that might be?
Her grip in his robes tightens for a moment and she gives a soft hiccup. ]
Hak...
[ The image of his body riddled with arrows as he bleeds out on top of her, remembered from his point of view, is still imprinted in her memory. So similar to the nightmares she'd had as a child, when she'd pleaded with him to spend the night with her, that she might cling to his hand as reassurance that the bad dreams weren't real, that he was safe.
Only the bad dreams were real and she had been powerless to stop it after all.
Even so, what he asks of her... she'd never really been able to deny him anything anyway, so she swallows back the tears and nods, soaking in the comfort of his hand against her head, solid and sure - the way he's always been for her. ]
I'll try. I promise I'll try. I don't know how very good I'll be, though. If anything were to happen to you...
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Her grip in his robes tightens for a moment and she gives a soft hiccup. ]
Hak...
[ The image of his body riddled with arrows as he bleeds out on top of her, remembered from his point of view, is still imprinted in her memory. So similar to the nightmares she'd had as a child, when she'd pleaded with him to spend the night with her, that she might cling to his hand as reassurance that the bad dreams weren't real, that he was safe.
Only the bad dreams were real and she had been powerless to stop it after all.
Even so, what he asks of her... she'd never really been able to deny him anything anyway, so she swallows back the tears and nods, soaking in the comfort of his hand against her head, solid and sure - the way he's always been for her. ]
I'll try. I promise I'll try. I don't know how very good I'll be, though. If anything were to happen to you...