[ Her eyes follow the movement of his hand to his chest, and after he finishes speaking, she lifts one of hers to clasp over it.
Like her, he can struggle with expressing himself or holding back what he feels (even if they’ve been through this before). She hasn’t figured out exactly why... perhaps not wanting to let down others’ expectations of him as royalty? Perhaps wanting to seem strong, and his vision of strong is keeping pain to himself? Or maybe it is the thought of not wanting to be a burden. Perhaps more, or less, perhaps all of the above.
But that’s also why it is important she takes the time to ask him (even days— weeks?— later). ]
It does. [ She wishes it hadn’t hurt him. But. No one can control what memories others receive, and everyone has something sad within their hearts. He’s saying it hurt, but he’s also saying that he’s glad to know a little more about her.
...
She’d like to believe she’s given him far more memories that are good.
As if in deference to him and what he’s endured, Pyra dips her head, kissing her hand that rests above his. She looks up at him afterward with a small, fond smile, repeating, ] It does.
And... I’m glad you shared that with me. Both your feelings, and this memory, too.
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Like her, he can struggle with expressing himself or holding back what he feels (even if they’ve been through this before). She hasn’t figured out exactly why... perhaps not wanting to let down others’ expectations of him as royalty? Perhaps wanting to seem strong, and his vision of strong is keeping pain to himself? Or maybe it is the thought of not wanting to be a burden. Perhaps more, or less, perhaps all of the above.
But that’s also why it is important she takes the time to ask him (even days— weeks?— later). ]
It does. [ She wishes it hadn’t hurt him. But. No one can control what memories others receive, and everyone has something sad within their hearts. He’s saying it hurt, but he’s also saying that he’s glad to know a little more about her.
...
She’d like to believe she’s given him far more memories that are good.
As if in deference to him and what he’s endured, Pyra dips her head, kissing her hand that rests above his. She looks up at him afterward with a small, fond smile, repeating, ] It does.
And... I’m glad you shared that with me. Both your feelings, and this memory, too.