[ Hm, he murmurs again, considering. His focus flits down to where their fingers are laced, and he watches the lazy circling of that thumb, connecting the touch to the movement. ]

I do. I expect I always will. [ The consequence of caring too much and losing too much, both in quick succession. ] But Saskia was correct about one thing－ I'm not the elf I once was, and some would argue that I've changed too much to live among them once again.

[ A sharp, jagged thing thrown back into all the soft, rounded surfaces of peacetime. An unwelcome reminder of a tumultuous past, and an unpleasant manifestation of what they could become when overtaken by hatred. Iorveth has committed atrocities in the name of his people, but they were atrocities regardless. ]

If so, I suppose I'll have to get used to all the clamor and clutter.