[Like a ring on a chain, he thinks with quiet solemnity, and isn't sure what he thinks of that notion to begin with. Certainly it's one of the things that's kept him from returning the gesture for Rynlan, himself: the lingering question of whether it would hurt too much, bring up too many painful associations with Aren when there are already too many as it is.]
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You never answered my question, you know.
[He points out, softly.]
What do you want me to be to you, Ryn?