[ It is the moment her fingers brush over his own that the realization fully dawns, doubt slipping from his mind like water from a duck's back. He does not know how to react if he ought to be visibly relieved, or bury such things deep down as he always does. He has never been an emotional man, save for anger and the lust for revenge, and thus does Estinien find himself at a loss.
He is relieved, gladdened that she breathes and that his mind is still his own, and yet he knows not how to express it. Arms crossed across his chest, he looks back at the sky before returning his attention to her, expression unchanged despite the storm churning in his head. ]
Aymeric? [ Estinien frowns, annoyance quick to flare up. Of course, he knew, of course he sought her out knowing full well what Estinien intended to do rather than rest. He has to wonder if he told her everything if Vidofnir told her of Nidhogg's grip on his mind.
Of his weakness.
Estinien exhales heavily, turning his head from her. ] He knows me better than myself, it seems. Not content to leave me to my own devices, he sends you to ensure I have not thrown myself from a cliffside.
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He is relieved, gladdened that she breathes and that his mind is still his own, and yet he knows not how to express it. Arms crossed across his chest, he looks back at the sky before returning his attention to her, expression unchanged despite the storm churning in his head. ]
Aymeric? [ Estinien frowns, annoyance quick to flare up. Of course, he knew, of course he sought her out knowing full well what Estinien intended to do rather than rest. He has to wonder if he told her everything if Vidofnir told her of Nidhogg's grip on his mind.
Of his weakness.
Estinien exhales heavily, turning his head from her. ] He knows me better than myself, it seems. Not content to leave me to my own devices, he sends you to ensure I have not thrown myself from a cliffside.