[There's a sense of disappointment in the moments after - not in seeing Melqal again, naturally, but in the reality of the situation. Dohalim... truly is a difficult one, isn't he?
And of course he'd be lying if he claimed there was no relief in this, in the way Melqal leans in and presses his forehead to one shoulder. None of them would believe it if he tried.]
... he is too kind. But... I do hope he allows me to speak with him at length, too.
[later, at least. Perhaps when they've settled down for dinner. For right now, greedy fingers slide around Melqal's waist, squeezing gently and drawing him in.]
... I missed you. I... [Exhaling a thready laugh, he nuzzles in close, breathing in the scent of his still damp hair. The words, the regrets, fall from his lips without so much as a beat of hesitation.] I thought maybe, after all of it, you would have moved on. Maybe I took too much. To make you do that for me... you deserved better, you know.
And yet... I still clung to it. To you and your line...
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And of course he'd be lying if he claimed there was no relief in this, in the way Melqal leans in and presses his forehead to one shoulder. None of them would believe it if he tried.]
... he is too kind. But... I do hope he allows me to speak with him at length, too.
[later, at least. Perhaps when they've settled down for dinner. For right now, greedy fingers slide around Melqal's waist, squeezing gently and drawing him in.]
... I missed you. I... [Exhaling a thready laugh, he nuzzles in close, breathing in the scent of his still damp hair. The words, the regrets, fall from his lips without so much as a beat of hesitation.] I thought maybe, after all of it, you would have moved on. Maybe I took too much. To make you do that for me... you deserved better, you know.
And yet... I still clung to it. To you and your line...