[There's the missing piece he needs. The one thing that pushes everything into place and makes her reactions to him make sense. Why she doesn't look at him like an enemy, why she's using that nickname, why he can see that tension and sadness in every inch of her while he holds her at arms length. He should have considered it, really. Should have, but these things can be so difficult to see when the situation is something so raw and close to your heart.
And it's hard to believe it, but he does believe her.]
... I see.
[It's better that she's not, he thinks then. It's better, even if for a fleeting moment he was able to see the woman he cared for look at him with the concern and care that he remembered. It's better because... there is enough to contend with here, without the Abyss Order's Princess along with it. Better... but not better for her.
No, he can't even imagine how it must feel for her.]
I'm sorry. [Dainsleif rubs his thumb tiredly beneath his left eye and sighs slowly.] You must feel like you're in a bad dream that you can't wake up from.
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And it's hard to believe it, but he does believe her.]
... I see.
[It's better that she's not, he thinks then. It's better, even if for a fleeting moment he was able to see the woman he cared for look at him with the concern and care that he remembered. It's better because... there is enough to contend with here, without the Abyss Order's Princess along with it. Better... but not better for her.
No, he can't even imagine how it must feel for her.]
I'm sorry. [Dainsleif rubs his thumb tiredly beneath his left eye and sighs slowly.] You must feel like you're in a bad dream that you can't wake up from.