[He lets that hang a minute, then. Thinking. Do something else, anything else. Was there anything else to do? Anything else he could've lived with?
There's one thing he's yet to do in this conversation, maybe. Something he forgets often, and always has.]
...I'm sorry. I was scared — not an easy thing for me to admit, I might add.
[He opens his eyes halfway, his expression turning tired and haggard as he lets that off his chest.]
Could you find it in your heart to let me off the hook, just for a little while? I'd very much just like to lie here with you and be relieved we're both alive. Just for a little while. Please.
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There's one thing he's yet to do in this conversation, maybe. Something he forgets often, and always has.]
...I'm sorry. I was scared — not an easy thing for me to admit, I might add.
[He opens his eyes halfway, his expression turning tired and haggard as he lets that off his chest.]
Could you find it in your heart to let me off the hook, just for a little while? I'd very much just like to lie here with you and be relieved we're both alive. Just for a little while. Please.
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[only because he apologizes, because he admits to how he felt over it.]
But you're not off the hook entirely, Thancred, I'm going to hold to that.
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[He slides a hand blindly across the sand, looking for just one of Ryn's fingers to hook with one of his own.]
Tomorrow. That's all I ask.
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[he could say they're even, now.
he does not. he just lets thancred reach out, linking their fingers.]