He's wrong, he has to be wrong. It's the knowledge that they hold close, that they jealously guard, that's going to bring back Arlathan. What could going out and speaking to a bunch of dwarves teach any of them about the old, lost ways?
But more importantly, she's upset him. She was too rude, she said too much. She frowns, pressing her lips in a thin line, as if that would keep the words that hurt him from spilling out. But it was too late for that, wasn't it? Ugh.
"Gavin..." She sighed, and moved next to him, reaching out to touch his shoulder. "Everyone has a purpose, that's what the Keeper always says. You just haven't found yours yet. And it's okay if it takes a bit...! And it's alright to doubt yourself. I mean, Creators know I do it enough." She gave a dry little laugh, glancing aside. "Doubting myself, I mean. I don't doubt you, Gavin. You've got a lot of talents." She hesitated, glancing back up to him for a moment.
"And sometimes I envy you. Seeing so much of the world, and seeing all those people." It was a quiet admittance, glancing down at her hands. She stays quiet for another few breaths, then seems to make a decision, and moves suddenly. Her hands rest on his shoulders, and she leans forward, pressing her lips against his.
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2/10/15 04:19 (UTC)But more importantly, she's upset him. She was too rude, she said too much. She frowns, pressing her lips in a thin line, as if that would keep the words that hurt him from spilling out. But it was too late for that, wasn't it? Ugh.
"Gavin..." She sighed, and moved next to him, reaching out to touch his shoulder. "Everyone has a purpose, that's what the Keeper always says. You just haven't found yours yet. And it's okay if it takes a bit...! And it's alright to doubt yourself. I mean, Creators know I do it enough." She gave a dry little laugh, glancing aside. "Doubting myself, I mean. I don't doubt you, Gavin. You've got a lot of talents." She hesitated, glancing back up to him for a moment.
"And sometimes I envy you. Seeing so much of the world, and seeing all those people." It was a quiet admittance, glancing down at her hands. She stays quiet for another few breaths, then seems to make a decision, and moves suddenly. Her hands rest on his shoulders, and she leans forward, pressing her lips against his.
Maybe...This would help?