[He leans over a little to whisper into one pointy ear.]
Oh, I could see enough.
That cute little button nose. Soft lips begging for a kiss. And someone who was scarred just like me...
[He hums thoughtfully.]
In a different world, we could've been a fun kind of disaster. But I was too much of a coward, and we were both married to our duties. Maybe it's better that the pieces fell differently.
[Raha will decidedly not point out that he'd been planning on dying for most of that time and therefore proooobably would have rebuffed anything anyway. Probably. If he was strong enough.
[Is anyone strong enough to resist a naked man in their bed? Amal had wondered. But never could do that, not with his past.]
It did. And I wouldn't trade this for anything.
[He leans in and bumps their noses in a little bunny kiss, then chuckles. He would like a real one, but if Raha is occupied by food he doesn't want to attack his mouth. That would be rude. So he gives Raha the opportunity to decide where this is going, merely letting his fingertips linger on the Miqote's cheek.]
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