[ He nods and takes a swallow of the tea, then sets the mug carefully down before taking her hand and getting to his feet, slowly, moving like an old man, but moving all the same.
If she had her powers here, maybe nothing could touch her, but she doesn't. And he can't let what happened to La'an happen to her, too. He won't.
But for the moment, he allows her to lead him to the bed, feeling a little sheepish as she does. It's not how he would have preferred to find his way there, for the first time. ]
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If she had her powers here, maybe nothing could touch her, but she doesn't. And he can't let what happened to La'an happen to her, too. He won't.
But for the moment, he allows her to lead him to the bed, feeling a little sheepish as she does. It's not how he would have preferred to find his way there, for the first time. ]
You might be sick of me after twenty-four hours.