He does not begrudge her the solemn expression. For all of his less savory habits, he would never expect a warmaiden to smile for anyone else's benefit. Funny that he doesn't hold himself to the same standards, eagerly attempting to hide any negative emotions, lest he upset anyone else around him and become a burden.
It's a relief, when she looks away from him back to the mountains. It means he can lose the fake expression. His gaze lingers on her a moment, taking in her proud posture, her sadness, her beauty, but with the same amount of respect he would turn toward an elaborate tapestry, before he turns to look at the mountains he calls home himself.
"I should think you would have deserved to see it, and I might have felt more at ease on the walls with another skilled sword to stand beside." He winces slightly, thinking of all the untrained boys he stood beside instead. "I could describe it to you, best of my ability, if you'd like, but I know that doesn't really compare."
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Date: 2020-12-16 08:09 am (UTC)He does not begrudge her the solemn expression. For all of his less savory habits, he would never expect a warmaiden to smile for anyone else's benefit. Funny that he doesn't hold himself to the same standards, eagerly attempting to hide any negative emotions, lest he upset anyone else around him and become a burden.
It's a relief, when she looks away from him back to the mountains. It means he can lose the fake expression. His gaze lingers on her a moment, taking in her proud posture, her sadness, her beauty, but with the same amount of respect he would turn toward an elaborate tapestry, before he turns to look at the mountains he calls home himself.
"I should think you would have deserved to see it, and I might have felt more at ease on the walls with another skilled sword to stand beside." He winces slightly, thinking of all the untrained boys he stood beside instead. "I could describe it to you, best of my ability, if you'd like, but I know that doesn't really compare."