It's not a challenge! [He feels he must state before she does include something more ominous, because he's already lying in a bed and recovering from a near-death experience; what more use could he have for the ominous?
Even optimism cannot survive forever. But damned if he will not attempt to keep its flame alive.
He watches her face as his name leaves her mouth as an exhalation, which in other circumstances -- that is, they were not both almost dead -- may have been very attractive indeed. Now where he once would've goaded Yennefer into fucking him again, perhaps, there is only a fear that every time may be the last time he sees her. That she will get in over her head. Again.
Every time he must marvel what a witch has come to mean to him.
Her answer sounds like the beginnings of an argument, but her final words make him smile. He leans in, kissing her cheek with a warm press of his lips.] Oh, no. I would hate to disappoint my beloved wife. The busy woman that she is.
[That is all he'll get from her, and it will have to be good enough. (It is.)]
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Even optimism cannot survive forever. But damned if he will not attempt to keep its flame alive.
He watches her face as his name leaves her mouth as an exhalation, which in other circumstances -- that is, they were not both almost dead -- may have been very attractive indeed. Now where he once would've goaded Yennefer into fucking him again, perhaps, there is only a fear that every time may be the last time he sees her. That she will get in over her head. Again.
Every time he must marvel what a witch has come to mean to him.
Her answer sounds like the beginnings of an argument, but her final words make him smile. He leans in, kissing her cheek with a warm press of his lips.] Oh, no. I would hate to disappoint my beloved wife. The busy woman that she is.
[That is all he'll get from her, and it will have to be good enough. (It is.)]