[ Matthias has endured every ache. The desperate yawning cracks of being orphaned, the touch of every violence in training, and the fury of the elements. And he can rightly say none of them hurt as badly as that word. Nina can pull away all she wants — she has the right to choose how near she wants to be — but to say this, to think he is slamming the door in her face when he is in reality stuck fast and desperately trying to open it — ]
Please Nina, I'm sorry, it's not —
[ Not what? ]
[ He hates to hear the bruises in her voice, and hates even more that it's met with his clumsiness. Ask him the quickest way to kill her and he would have said: a knife to the throat. Not by... not returning her attraction, outside the bounds of propriety. When had that all come back, when in the inn he'd been so ready to leave it somewhere else too? ]
[ She's broken the embrace. Matthias reaches forward to restore that, first of all. ]
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[ Matthias has endured every ache. The desperate yawning cracks of being orphaned, the touch of every violence in training, and the fury of the elements. And he can rightly say none of them hurt as badly as that word. Nina can pull away all she wants — she has the right to choose how near she wants to be — but to say this, to think he is slamming the door in her face when he is in reality stuck fast and desperately trying to open it — ]
Please Nina, I'm sorry, it's not —
[ Not what? ]
[ He hates to hear the bruises in her voice, and hates even more that it's met with his clumsiness. Ask him the quickest way to kill her and he would have said: a knife to the throat. Not by... not returning her attraction, outside the bounds of propriety. When had that all come back, when in the inn he'd been so ready to leave it somewhere else too? ]
[ She's broken the embrace. Matthias reaches forward to restore that, first of all. ]