There's so much he wants to say, but his mind is still slow and he gets caught up in just looking at her, so unbelievably happy she's home and safe. When she steps forward to kiss him, he reacts a beat too late to wrap his arms around her again. He doesn't know where they stand either, but his feelings about her are clearer than they've ever been.
"Healer's know best, right?" he muses, taking the tea from her to sip. It feels good on his stomach, and he's glad she's eating too. "Give me a spread, I'll see what I can manage. And take anything you like for yourself. I know Piaget doesn't feed prisoners well." It hurts to say it, hurts to think about how miserable she must have been, and he hates that she isn't taking care of herself now. "And you're using a lot of magic."
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Date: 2023-02-24 04:24 am (UTC)"Healer's know best, right?" he muses, taking the tea from her to sip. It feels good on his stomach, and he's glad she's eating too. "Give me a spread, I'll see what I can manage. And take anything you like for yourself. I know Piaget doesn't feed prisoners well." It hurts to say it, hurts to think about how miserable she must have been, and he hates that she isn't taking care of herself now. "And you're using a lot of magic."