[ It's so good to hear her laugh, genuine and full, even the sound of the cough that follows lances right through his heart. This is killing him. He so much wants to be a comfort to her, to take away her aches and pains as best he can, and even with a distracting story, there's only so far they can get away from the reality of their situation.
If he gets sick, she'll blame herself. That'd be worse than the distance between them, this lingering gulf.
Wouldn't it?
Idly, he starts unlacing his boots. It's a clear message, that he's intending to stay for awhile, but he hardly acknowledges it - and his fingers still a moment later, a giddy laugh rolling out of him, high and clear. ]
Man! Who would've guessed a troll would come along to steal my girl? [ He slips one boot off, watchful, even as he teases. ] Fair warning, though - I hear they smell terrible. [ And the other boot. ]
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If he gets sick, she'll blame herself. That'd be worse than the distance between them, this lingering gulf.
Wouldn't it?
Idly, he starts unlacing his boots. It's a clear message, that he's intending to stay for awhile, but he hardly acknowledges it - and his fingers still a moment later, a giddy laugh rolling out of him, high and clear. ]
Man! Who would've guessed a troll would come along to steal my girl? [ He slips one boot off, watchful, even as he teases. ] Fair warning, though - I hear they smell terrible. [ And the other boot. ]