"Perhaps not, but I think I might apologize for the tower, though it's been here far longer than I," he smiles back at her, warmly. "If I but had the power to command the wind, you'd need fear neither disturbing your sleep." Everything with him is always warm and sweet, slightly teasing, and while she's seen him act so around others, there seems to be a depth of warmth that is reserved for her.
Or maybe she's just imagining it.
"But I am glad to hear no such powers are necessary. You will tell me, though, if there's anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable? I know the cold rather ill-suits your companions, but I've not yet heard you complain."
Somewhere in there, breakfast is served but he only splits his attention when he's through speaking, his table manners somewhere between the refinement of a lord's and the quick necessity of a soldier's.
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Date: 2020-07-21 05:13 pm (UTC)Or maybe she's just imagining it.
"But I am glad to hear no such powers are necessary. You will tell me, though, if there's anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable? I know the cold rather ill-suits your companions, but I've not yet heard you complain."
Somewhere in there, breakfast is served but he only splits his attention when he's through speaking, his table manners somewhere between the refinement of a lord's and the quick necessity of a soldier's.