[ Mirrors, she says, and the hint of a smile finds his face. Once he would have balked at her words, claimed they were nothing of the sort, but now he does not dare for there is truth in her words that cannot be denied. It is almost funny how it took nearly losing everything he had to see the errors of his ways.
He looks from her to the sky once more, uncrossing his arms before turning to face her. He had not planned to linger here long, intent to travel further before deciding on what his next step. Ysayle's return, learning of her survival, has not changed his intentions and yet he finds himself unable to simply leave as he would any other. ]
Thank you, Ysayle. [ It almost sounds strange hearing her name come from his own mouth. ] In truth it has gladdened me to see you survived despite all odds. We lost too many throughout the course of the Dragonsong War, friends and allies, to have one less to mourn is a relief.
[ He breathes out, mouth twitching into an almost wider smile. ]
Alphinaud will be glad to hear of it, and I shall be glad to hear an end of his weeping.
[ It is sad with more fondness than an edge, memories taking him back to waking on his sickbed and boy beside him, eyes filled to the brim with tears threatening to fall. If anything he is glad for Alphinaud the most. ]
I make for Sohr Khai next, to honor Ratatoskr and make amends for my and my ancestor's roles in the war. [ He feels no need to obscure his intentions to her, feels there is little point to it. ] Would you accompany me?
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He looks from her to the sky once more, uncrossing his arms before turning to face her. He had not planned to linger here long, intent to travel further before deciding on what his next step. Ysayle's return, learning of her survival, has not changed his intentions and yet he finds himself unable to simply leave as he would any other. ]
Thank you, Ysayle. [ It almost sounds strange hearing her name come from his own mouth. ] In truth it has gladdened me to see you survived despite all odds. We lost too many throughout the course of the Dragonsong War, friends and allies, to have one less to mourn is a relief.
[ He breathes out, mouth twitching into an almost wider smile. ]
Alphinaud will be glad to hear of it, and I shall be glad to hear an end of his weeping.
[ It is sad with more fondness than an edge, memories taking him back to waking on his sickbed and boy beside him, eyes filled to the brim with tears threatening to fall. If anything he is glad for Alphinaud the most. ]
I make for Sohr Khai next, to honor Ratatoskr and make amends for my and my ancestor's roles in the war. [ He feels no need to obscure his intentions to her, feels there is little point to it. ] Would you accompany me?