[ He still hasn't come around to the belief that there will be other gifts, but even if that's the case, he finds he doesn't terribly mind. Iorveth is the only gift he needs, because he turns everything he touches into gold. As long as Iorveth is around, he doesn't feel the weight of the last two hundred years; he feels like the future is something worth looking forward to.
A heavy burden to place on one person who's already had so much burden on his shoulders, hence his (poor) attempt at altruism. ]
I wouldn't want to tame you entirely, [ he laughs, hand closing over Iorveth's. ] I do enjoy your more... feral moments.
[ But he does enjoy having a wild animal curl up on his lap, too. A creature that would just as soon bite anyone else's hand, nuzzling into his. ]
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A heavy burden to place on one person who's already had so much burden on his shoulders, hence his (poor) attempt at altruism. ]
I wouldn't want to tame you entirely, [ he laughs, hand closing over Iorveth's. ] I do enjoy your more... feral moments.
[ But he does enjoy having a wild animal curl up on his lap, too. A creature that would just as soon bite anyone else's hand, nuzzling into his. ]