"As I said. They don't need to know, though I can hardly stop them from knowing that they aren't privy to such details."
Nor can he deny that it had given him no small amount of pleasure to know that he'd been one of the very few to know more of her adventures, though even he had never deigned to imagine that she might tell him all the details. Not if she didn't care to, anyway. Friendship or no, he would never dream of asking her to share more than she hadn't cared to.
Still, he makes absolutely no attempt to escape the continued hug. Nor can he hide the fact that the fondness it sparks in him continues. True, there may yet be a touch of nostalgia lingering just behind it, but it's not a melancholy nostalgia, for once. Rather the opposite, in fact.
"Who's to say the star didn't simply misjudge the timing?"
There's a teasing note in his voice - he isn't entirely certain the star would be capable of such an error - but that doesn't mean it hurts anything to suggest at the possibility all the same.
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Nor can he deny that it had given him no small amount of pleasure to know that he'd been one of the very few to know more of her adventures, though even he had never deigned to imagine that she might tell him all the details. Not if she didn't care to, anyway. Friendship or no, he would never dream of asking her to share more than she hadn't cared to.
Still, he makes absolutely no attempt to escape the continued hug. Nor can he hide the fact that the fondness it sparks in him continues. True, there may yet be a touch of nostalgia lingering just behind it, but it's not a melancholy nostalgia, for once. Rather the opposite, in fact.
"Who's to say the star didn't simply misjudge the timing?"
There's a teasing note in his voice - he isn't entirely certain the star would be capable of such an error - but that doesn't mean it hurts anything to suggest at the possibility all the same.