[ It does, actually. He leans towards her, closing his hand around hers and lifting the other to run his fingers through her light.
Incredible. It's always incredible when she does that. Sturmhond is not religious, but he's not immune from his people's awe of sunlight. It's been ingrained in them since before he was born. ]
Yes, quite a lot. If you could just keep that going indefinitely, I'd be very grateful.
[ He smiles, before nudging his head against hers. ]
I've done it all night before. That's about my limit. [ She smiles. It's such a small thing, but it's like his old self again. That warms her more than anything.
She presses his forehead against his... then scoffs when he calls her that. With her free arm, she lightly punches him. ]
Don't use that term here ever again! You're getting too free with it, prince perfect.
[ His arm tightens around her, and he leans his cheek gently on top of her head. She’s affectionate, lately. Not just since the bugs appeared. He likes that. ]
I’m only teasing. Though really, I think you’re as much a Saint as anyone. No one ever begins with knowing what they’ll mean to people, do they?
[ She's always been a secretly affectionate person. She's just had permission to be moreso with him. And if she's honest, she likes it. She doesn't want to stop. ]
I ran into a girl at the White Cathedral that I was in the First Army with. She was nice enough then and we were somewhat friends.
She had my tattoo around her eye and was astonished I remembered her. She worships me know.
[ He has his hand threading through her hair. This does give him pause, though.
There's fanatics in all walks of life. He tends to avoid them where possible, but the thought of them coming even from among the groups who knew Alina as a normal girl... ]
Well, there's no accounting for the holy. Better that they put their faith in you than the Darkling. At least you won't abuse their trust.
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I am nnot blushing.
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That's a pity. I always like it when you do.
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.... you like when I blush?
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You're beautiful. All the more so when you're shy.
Of course I do.
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Are you dying? Is that what you're telling me?
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Not anymore, they assure me.
You're being very dramatic. You understand that taking a compliment gracefully is also an option, don't you?
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You've never just called me beautiful before.
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If that's true, then I should apologise profusely, because you are.
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Thank you then....
You never answered my question. Did you get checked out?
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I'm well again, Alina.
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Good. That's what worried me most.
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You could have just come to see me.
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Can I still come?
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I would like that.
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I'll be there soon then.
[ And sure enough she comes to find him in quarantine finally, wearing a face mask to be sure she doesn't get sick herself now. ]
You look better.
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I feel better. Or at least I don't feel like emptying my stomach every other minute. The chill is starting to set in, though.
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Here. [ She holds up her other hand to summon a ball of light into her palm and keep it between them. ]
Does that help?
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Incredible. It's always incredible when she does that. Sturmhond is not religious, but he's not immune from his people's awe of sunlight. It's been ingrained in them since before he was born. ]
Yes, quite a lot. If you could just keep that going indefinitely, I'd be very grateful.
[ He smiles, before nudging his head against hers. ]
Sankta Alina.
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She presses his forehead against his... then scoffs when he calls her that. With her free arm, she lightly punches him. ]
Don't use that term here ever again! You're getting too free with it, prince perfect.
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And here I thought you didn't like secrets. So fickle.
[ He kisses her cheek, though. He knows she's sensitive about it. ]
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It's more like being in denial that people would be so foolish as to really call me 'saint' of anything.
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I’m only teasing. Though really, I think you’re as much a Saint as anyone. No one ever begins with knowing what they’ll mean to people, do they?
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I ran into a girl at the White Cathedral that I was in the First Army with. She was nice enough then and we were somewhat friends.
She had my tattoo around her eye and was astonished I remembered her. She worships me know.
How creepy is that?
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There's fanatics in all walks of life. He tends to avoid them where possible, but the thought of them coming even from among the groups who knew Alina as a normal girl... ]
Well, there's no accounting for the holy. Better that they put their faith in you than the Darkling. At least you won't abuse their trust.