A part of Myr longs sincerely to soften the words openly, express the exact degree of his relief that L's whole if not hale. The rest of him, Circle-bred, Circle-cautious--and furious--won't allow it.
Let it maybe be inferred in how he nudges the door open behind him before stepping off the stoop with a click of hooves--in how he extends a hand toward his shaking, overtaxed Bonded. (There's dirt still under the nails, forgotten in his distress.)]
He is mine, [he affirms to Niles,] and I thank you for what care you've taken with him.
[Where did you find him, in what condition, and why, he wants to ask and does not. L's dignity doesn't need the bruising.] Will you come in, Linden? And Serah Niles, have you plans to stay?
[That bit of politesse could certainly sound less welcoming, in the mouth of someone accustomed to such double-talk...but it could also sound a great deal more.]
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A part of Myr longs sincerely to soften the words openly, express the exact degree of his relief that L's whole if not hale. The rest of him, Circle-bred, Circle-cautious--and furious--won't allow it.
Let it maybe be inferred in how he nudges the door open behind him before stepping off the stoop with a click of hooves--in how he extends a hand toward his shaking, overtaxed Bonded. (There's dirt still under the nails, forgotten in his distress.)]
He is mine, [he affirms to Niles,] and I thank you for what care you've taken with him.
[Where did you find him, in what condition, and why, he wants to ask and does not. L's dignity doesn't need the bruising.] Will you come in, Linden? And Serah Niles, have you plans to stay?
[That bit of politesse could certainly sound less welcoming, in the mouth of someone accustomed to such double-talk...but it could also sound a great deal more.]